Tuesday, 19 June 2012

You make me smile like the sun

I'll blog about baking with my girls soon. I can't blog from the app cos I have pictures to post too and they need to be at the right places between the right paragraphs :< haha!

Well today was a study day! I managed to complete the whole of A math and English vocab today. Even wrote a compo! (: ahh feeling accomplished :D Surprisingly Haoze studied quite a lot! And he's even reading now ( i sound like a mom) Meh I'm tellin ya, I'm real good influence.
A whole hoard (okay, not hoard. But around 7?) Other TK people came to the tables next to us at around noon time. haha man, it was like a mass gathering. And I was the only sec 3 there. Well Cindy was there too *wiggles eyebrows cough cough*
This bugger librarian (who very obviously hates me) kept scolding me for every little thing ): hmph. Little does she know that I'm the bookworm that keeps this library alive. Bet only I borrow books from here *hair flick* HAHA okay but seriously. She's mean ):
We went to NTUC to buy ingredients for a bacon sandwich after that (: yay if it's one kid of shopping I really enjoy, it's shopping for ingredients :>
Bacon sandwich for Mega tomorrow! It's his birthday! Do remember to wish him (; and I'm also gonna make my parents one each to bring to work too :> by the way. Bacon costs a bomb. Seriously heart pain after buying hahaha but worth it :]
When I finally got home I took this amazing two hour nap. And my parents were home by then.
You see, I told my mum that I was making mega a sandwich and I asked her how to operate the stove and she got a little hissy cos I don't make her sandwiches so she thinks I put my friends before family. (I want to surprise her tomorrow) so she said many mean things to me :<
"when you put the bacon with the oil you must remember that it will spurt out ah so be careful.."
-aww mum cares about me-
"and don't dirty my kitchen."

Don't dirty my kitchen???! What happened to: don't burn yourself?? ):

ROAR. I'm gonna make the best sandwich in the world tomorrow and watch her weep when I surprise her with it because she'll feel OH. SO. GUILTY.
Well that is, if I don't burn the kitchen down before even beating the eggs.