" LAW!? excuse me?! say wha..? u gotta be kidding! " i giggled.
" what? reli bah*...... i reli think u have the stuff." he said seriously.
i'm like so...... flattered. "gee...thanks. but...wads the 'stuff'?" teeheez!
" the way you talk, look and behave?" he looked at me as if he knew i wasn't taking him seriously. not that i dont want to.with that, i couldnt reli bother to take it all in anymore. Law is just sooo out of my grasp. and alot of ppl taking law up as though its the easiest thing to do. in fact, in my family, theres four lawyers and ALL of them said its 110% NOT like Ally Mcbeal or Boston Legal! they work both locally and overseas. so i rather not be one. my dad is not a qualified lawyer but he had studied law unofficially and.... he represents himself in court (no surprise) after being in there a quarter of a million times. and recently, i attended a hearing and it reli fascinated me and my dad kinda saw it. so i think he is actually considering forcing me head into it. i wont. dun bother trying.

"i wanna do business management." i stood my ground.
" why? what management do you want to be involve with? cant you decide on a more professional career?"
" its pretty professional to me! besides what the hell am i to be if not business?"
"tourism. the tourism industry."
" what!?"
the images of dirty laundry, kitchens, and receptionists made me wanna drop dead.
" not that kinda job, u silly ox! i meant hotel management. you can do a specialist hotel management studies which i think you can easily grasp."
" oh thanks fer the praise on my lil brain, dad. you have SO much confidence in me."
i hadnt much complains about tht. but wads the effing diff with business and hotel MANAGEMENT? i shud have made him faint and sed 'dogwalker'!

i woke up, walked to the toilet and saw....saw.... a cockroach! on the wall.... i screamed. i didnt mean to. my mom glared at me while the hero of the day = Joyce(lil sister!) just used the slipper and smacked it dead. omg! my clean wall.... i was itching to spray dettol! but...hurray! its dead and the best thing was... it fell from the wall straight unto the dustpan. so i conveniently dumped it into the bin. my lil sister rolled her eyes, washed her hands and feet and went into her room to sleep again. while brushing my teeth i kept looking around to see if theres another one.

gosh... tht is just the few reasons why i hate moving into new houses. its not the NEW, as in just built. NEW as in i just moved in. this blardy bungalow hasnt been occupied fer some years and my dad bought it for.... nvm. u get it. to my misery, the toilet fer me and my second sister had bugs. i think its the hole... u noe the one where water gets flowed out? wads it called again? sewage pipe? omg...forget it... i'm getting so scared of the bugs. not that it appears in the hundreds but once in a blue moon. heck, i've made sure the toilet is cleaned nearly daily with detergent and dettol! call me a cracko but i feel more safe from those critters after the washes. Tiramisu aka Lucky, my lil dawg learned to do the 360 degree turn on two feet and has been doin it alot lately. plus he can beg? like he puts his front paws together and shakes it up n down as if to ask fer an angpow. and he knows sit, down, stay(not for long), and come. thts alot fer the small furball. he's getting so furry i cud just skin him alive.