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Saturday, September 01, 2007

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i'm having a bit headache.. i'm not sure why and my eyes are 'burning'.. may be i'm going to get sick..i took a few medicine but then i couldn't sleep ...so i'm here

yesterday is the first day of chinese night class.. i'm really very tired..well in the afternoon,i drove grandma to hospital..while waiting i went to buy a cup of coffee.. i paid with a note and a coin ..wanted to get rid of coin..but the lady ..very sarcastic..she gave me the change of two more coins.. and still said that since i gave her coin ,she gave me back.. i didn't know if she's trying to make it sound funny or offended..but i tried very hard to give a 'bitter smile'..
anyway in the evening,i drove to Sathorn for chinese class.. with my parents in the car with me.. glad to see my classmates again.. but i haven't paid the fee yet.. i'm not doing it on purpose.. i was just ..forget and didn't know my student number.. sigh.. but going to pay this monday.. lucky enough mum didn't scold me about it.. however ,our teacher has changed.. Li lao shi is not teaching us anymore.. instead is Chong lao shi.. i'm not sure if i had ever seen him.. but still he's quite nice.. friendly..

during the break, i walked down first while Ji was on the phone.. and after making my drink,i went to the bench ...and then my classmate..who sit behind me in class..move to sit next to me.. he was actually sat at the other side.. and the ladies was teasing him... i was a bit slow.. not knowing what they were talking about..he came to talk to me about piano.. ok he's saying that he just had his first performance yesterday..in front of a lot people..and he said that he's very nervous.. and so on.. later we sat at the other table with Ji. he then showed us his credit card which he used to pay monthly to the bank for the school fee.. but have to pay interest of course.. i was quite dumb.. and told him that he shouldn't because has to pay interest should just pay one and for all.. but i didn't think that he didn't have an amount of money to pay straight away.. :( anyway Ji was worse than me.. she was very straight forward and asked 'don't u have any saving?' he was stunned.. and said that he had but he saved in the bank.. _''

well on saturday, it was a big day.. because my dad's friends are coming.. but then we had a a huge cleaning up work to do.. so mum and me and mum's workers came .. and we have to clean mirror ,rearrange all the things in the shelve...wow it was really tiring.. and the men went to play golf.. while two wives are coming to our house first so ..but we have to bring grandma to hospital ...so i volunteen that i drove her there..without mum sitting beside me..for the first time.. ok ..and i actually manage it successfully.. when i came home,two of them already at our house.. and we prepared food.. which two of them brought to our house.. and got all the plates.. and not long after the men all came.. oh god i didn't know that so many of them would be here.. including my parents and i there's were about eight people..i felt quite uncomfortable.. sitting there..listening to their conversation.. all about golf... quite funny though.. then one of my dad's friends went to my piano to play..he said that he never learn how to play.. but then he could play it..pretty good.. not a complete songs but he just kept press notes which he wanted to.. i felt so embarassed because i can't play like him.. or as well as him.. he's really talented .. sigh all i could do was.. hope that nobody would request that i play..ok ..it was quite a period of time no one actually notice about it.. and they kept chattin and drinking.. some drink wine while a few drink beer.. my dad drank wine.. and my mum too.. and i was there feeling more and more bored.. so i took a few sips of my mum's cup.. i don't think i like the taste.. and i could feel heat in my nostril..then later i swallow a portion which left in the glass....not very little ..umm.. and dad was not very happy to see me drink it.. well i don't know why.. if it is not good ,he still want to drink.. but he doesn't like me to follow him.. and he said that i could get drank.. but i think i didn't ...then my dad's friend was asking me to play piano for a song.. oh god.. i went there.. and played.. 'RIGHT HERE WAITING' after finishing,they claped their hands for me.. well but i don't think it is nice.. nvm... and i played ' the entertainer' i was so dumb ,why did i ? but i just wanted to play for fun not for showing.. and yeah i played wrongly.. i hope they didn't listen or pay attention fully to every note.. when i was stuck..and thinking of playin it all over.. the phone rang! came to my rescue.. i answered and it was my cousin= pake..we chated for a while.. and stopped.. time flys.. and actually we wanted to go to the restuarant.. but in the end we didn't..as they kept drinking.. so dad's friend volunteen that he wanted to cook..so i become his helping hand...ok well i don't really know how to cook ..i mean i know..but never cook.. well

and they went back like mid night ...or a bit later.. i was really exhuasted ...and there were so many dishes..and plates that need to be cleaned up sigh~

# posted by milk bottle | 9:00 PM

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