francophile

it scares me at times-- when i lose track of days, where-i've-beens. where i was when i am not unconscious. time waits for no man nor a lithe. Friday slipped in saxophone works of magic, amidst the young lads fleeting on the outskirts of extraordinary. warning, this might be the longest post in my blog history, so, you can choose to bore yourself or just close the window and open up something interesting. first off, what i have done in this very good Friday :
a) fetched sister M from school.
b) paid my 3rd semester fees. (mother was excited to pay it as early as we could. i might say we're the top ten who paid fees the earliest. pfft.)
c) accompanied mother for her paint-shopping. (but we end up having surveys instead. well yeah, mother decided to wait for father before buying the paint ourselves. that old man can get grumpy and unhappy at times.)
d)went back home, flipped the tv and managed to have laughs with Ins Closeou in Pink Panther (how the hell to spell it anyways?) and Spongebob.
e)2pm, texted Fiezah, got ready, grabbed the keys, zoom! fetched her at her house, went to Metropoint, met Celeste at old town. (well yeah, she needed my help on movie makers for her church's fathers day presentation.) and i decided to call up Fiezah as well since she too has been bore-ing her ass off at home.
f)loiter a lil around town. (yes, my dearest kajang town.) managed to get a father's day card for father. (if you know cicak man, you would know why there is no reason to buy him any presents. not to be cruel. but, no, seriously.)
g)and also bought a cheap cute beach dress for sister M. it was RM10. so, yeah, spending for someone else once in awhile makes you me feel good.
h)got back home at 5.30pm after sending Fiezah home.
i)talked to lappy, watched the 6-oclock-cantonese-series with mother and sisters.
j)by 7.15pm, got ready and went for movies with mother and sisters. (well, i kind of forced mother on this. so that you wont say i only spend time with friends and neglect my sisters! hah!) but i do love spending time with family of course. honest!

Celeste and her first movie maker. :p (and by the way Celeste, nice new hair!)

thats Fiezah (or Lisa Estrada we call her back in the days.) with her SPIRULINA drink. yeah, Celeste and i go like, SPIRULINAAA? gile healthy! i took a sip and my face went into a tight scrunch. it was sour!
'yerlahh. kan campur orange juiceee.'
oh, and that, is my lemon tea.
'Fiezah, lemon! :p'

finished my tutor on movie maker, we went stalking people's blog and gossiping. ngeh. gurls.

i offered her the lemons but she turned me them down. isk.

got back home from town, placed the card on the bed together with my bag which i have just tossed on the bed earlier. then talked to lappy. without realizing it, sister M took the card and asked me what is this.
'kak lynn, ni ape ni?'
'card for fathers day laaa.' (still talking to the lappy)
'ohh, untuk papa?'
'ha'a laaaa.'
***minutes later***
'kak lynn, nah.'
sister M handed me the card. and guess what. she wrote down something on the back on the envelope and taped it firmly already ready to give it to father.
i got speechless. and a little tiny miny 5% of furious and pissed. (of her disturbance whilst i was talking to the lappy and of what she had done.)
teared up the envelope a lil, opened up the card, and found it E-M-P-T-Y. yes. sister M only somehow, left her message to father on the back of the envelope. yes, very clever of her. i laughed like a donkey and went to show it to mother.
astagaa. dah la tulis kat belakang envelope je. name Dinie and Adlynn takde pulak tu. ish.

see? no Adlynn, no Dinie. pfft.

sister M, before and after. this was in the car on the way to the movies.

penat tulis kad kut?
and this happened when she couldnt stop running around and acting like a monkey while mother was trying on some clothes and i think she banged something without even registering the pain and damaged caused. (she was born tough.) and not some normal 5years old tough. but real incredible hulk-ish type of tough. she cried for awhile after being scolded by dearie mother. wiped her tears and blood, minutes later, there she go again running around. and mother was nagging the whole time.
'mirrleaaaa! jangan lari lari lahhhhh!'
'mirrleaaaaa! duduk diam diam boleh tak?'
'mirrleaaaaaa! tak faham bahase ke? JANGAN LARI LARI USIK USIK BARANG DALAM KEDAI ORG.'
sister D and i end up laughing watching sister M being scolded. lols.
mothers. just love em. :)

oh, and mother, we went in to the dressing room as well while waiting you in 'yours'. i found new interest. love tying up hair like a bun and scrunching up my nose nowadays.
ili and bihah said 'mcm orang pantang. haha.' but azwan said 'comel oh.' pfft.

the movie we wanted to watch was supposed to be at 8pm. but it was full, both the English and Cantonese version of Kungfu Panda. since us siblings insisted on watching it by hook or by crook, mother had to agree with the 10.10pm. which means 2 more hours to kill. spent one hour shopping a lil and another one hour eating and lepaking.

ahh. the golden so-called-cancer-fries.

we were hungry, ok?

err. idk?

she was showing off her new key chain.

Beauty and The Beast's Belle and her favourite Dora. i got myself a Tinker Bell from Peter Pan and sister D got a...an anime sort of character thingy? which i have no idea what.

the movie ended at almost 12am. everyone went back home happily. it was a good movie id say. (i esp love the part where master oogway turns out to be a turtle, which was what 'wu kuai' means in mandarin, and the face vines thingy that got screwed up by acupuncture. it was hilarious.) but father prolly wouldnt enjoy it. not his type of 'thing'. and anyways, too busy with footballs to hang out with us. which explains why he wasnt in this post of mine today.

yeah. semua org dah balik. can even count the cars left. i can tell how worried mother was from the moment we walk out of the cinema, got down the stairs, went out to pay the parking tickets and to the car. she only stop wrinkling her forehead until we got in the car and head back home safely. well, yeah, she also told us the story about girl who got ambushed and gang raped at the stairs whilst on her way back home after midnight movie. that explains. worries is just part of mothers isnt it?

this was a lil something that happened whilst lepaking and killing time at mcd. mother is quite good at cutting hair. (except for that one incident which caused sister M to get her 'eggie' nick. mother, i know you know what im talking about. ngeh.)
p/s : my voice sound weird! eek.