On the subject of wineglasses today,

Mom said. "We can use these glasses! Still virgins!" And then proceeding to proudly open the cupboard. And then she quickly corrected herself, "Wait. No actually."

Me. "USED WHORES! "

Her."HUSH." And then proceeded to bring out the actual virgins. Ahah.

Watch Les Mis today! Oh happiness! Cough. I cried at the end.



And on a random note. I need to watch Ragtime. And finish all the 10 books I borrowed.

Called the mother today. And then the she suddenly asked, "Eh, what do you want for your 21st birthday? Your father and I don't know what to get you."

To which the response was a slight pause, followed by a low chuckle and then.

"A PS3."

Followed by.

"WHAT LAH YOU. OTHER PEOPLE WANT DIAMONDS YOU WANT A PS3."


Hurr hurr hurr. The epic mother is epic indeed.

I tried making my own pasta today! Which was a semi successful I suppose. Considering I gave up after proceeding to stuff up the very first step of the instructions, and then giving up and deciding to wing it after step 3.


Hurr. I had thought myself to be one of those people who read the instructions properly, and to proceed to execute them in a calm, poised manner. SO. It pretty much began like this.

Which then rapidly degressed/degenerated/whatever into this.

THIS IS TOO TROUBLESOME TO READ

WELL. Apparently this does not apply to pasta making. Actually it doesn't apply to everything else. =.= I realized recently that I have been making my carrot cake in all the wrong measurements. So I've been putting in extra sugar and shit. JUST SO YOU KNOW. Even my mistakes come out magnificent. It is a God given talent I daresay.

I am one of those horrible siblings in which when I can't be bothered to do something (in this context, reading instructions) passes them to the other sibling and goes, "I demand that you read this for me, and then summarize it, and tell me what it said." HURR.

Anyway! Back to the pasta. Due to me winging it, I had to re-roll the pasta through the machine like...several times over. @_@ The first one I made turned out to be as thick/thicker than pan mee. And I'm like, "Woah shit. That cannot be right." Lol. So I redid the rest. And then *drumroll. IT ACTUALLY LOOKED LIKE PASTA THIS TIME. Haha! Although the texture was abit less so. Lol. But there shall always be next time.

It is now the 1st of October. And at the end of this month I will have completed my course. ;[] Woaaaahhhh. All my three years of blood, sweat and tears will be exchanged for a piece of paper. And how positively, delightfully fulfilling that will be.

Its endinggggg. But such is life. When I start working, I shall save up what meagre peasly amounts of money I have and go travel the world before God decides to come. :[] I think I have this subconscious thought in the back of my head that God will come before I actually get to see all of what I want to see. And then I realize that the world is still not as bad as I think it could get, SO, I still have time. Or something. Hopefully.

I think over the summer holiday, I shall finally learn how to play the guitar (which has been sitting like a white elephant in the corner of my room) and go pick up a new sport. It will be something awesome! Like fencing. Or kendo. In which I'll get to skewer my foes through completely or some such travesty. ;[] I also wanna learn the cello, or the drums. But. Guitar first I suppose. =.= It has been sitting there for a while. And we shall see if I am actually determined/disciplined enough to learn.

Can't wait!

WATCH IT AND WEEP FROM LAUGHTER. ahhahahah! And the best part of this was that we watched it in class. Our teacher had tears coming down his face from laughing. Best course ever.