after a rare saturday lunch...

Gran: You see, her hair is covering one eye again. Asile you better hold her hand in case she falls.

Nat and Asile start gaping. We both mask that expression quickly with a uncertain smile.

saturday night was spent entertaining or being entertained by customers:

"i don't want this table! i called up very early to book you know? here so hot and stuffy... i called yesterday."

"eh miss, your free lobster on diet ah? so skinny, so little meat..."

"wah this pen so nice, i like. can i have it?"

It's been a tiring weekend for me.

Just saturday was crazy. i woke up at 7.30 for piano at 9am. Then, i rushed for tennis at 11am. THEN, i rushed for math tuition at 1.30pm. AFTER THAT, i rushed for dinner with my class before the college play at 5.30pm. I admit, by then, i was just a zombie. I felt lifeless. Not to mention the muscle aches i was suffering since sports day on wed, then NAPFA on fri PLUS tennis. i did alot but accomplished little.

ah.
today was games after church. have photos but blogger doesn't want me to upload it somehow. After finishing my painful upload for the class blog.

My bed is beckoning me right now. i need a BREAK. like a REST. and i'm really glad and greatful for Labour day on Thurs. YIPPEEE. this week there's no test. only that i have a presentation on China on Friday.

Lastly, for now at least.
i'm facing some issues with myself. i'm not sure what's wrong with me right now. haven't i already figured out my purpose and so-on for 2008. unfortunately i find myself in a struggle to suppress my feelings for someone. i'm about to asphyxiate from this. NATASHAAA!!!

focus is the key. i need focus here....

this is my little brother pretending to be a tennis pro

posing again!

when our eyes meet...

this was my dinner last night. laksa steamboat. not something that i'd frequent..
my lil' brother pretending to sleep on the floor
ah mah lovey!!!
my mom's scratched car today by this woman who thought her car was that anorexic and squeezed pass our stationary vehicle.

it's a warm saturday morning, i get up,
read the papers, and tell myself, it's gonna
be an awesome weekend.

UNTIL, i find out that some of my stuff has
been ransacked and CLEARED by my grandma.
not wanting to continue the conversation of
why she should NOT be messing around with
my stuff, worst still, THROW stuff she THINKS
are not of any value to her, i march to my room
and start a fit. okay now i feel so much better.
i shall wipe it off my mind that such belongings
were owned by me and carry on with my life till
it happens again.