I'm dreading school to the extent I'm telling myself today is Saturday, and tomorrow is Sunday, and the day after tomorrow is Saturday again. And then I get to watch great Bollywood shows at 4pm on Central on Saturdays and Favourite Show of All Times, SPONGEBOB at 1130am on Central on Sundays. And everyday is either Saturday or Sunday and I get to stay home and watch my mother wrap gyozas.

Yesterday was Moody Day. Sat by the TV and watched unnecessary shows from I-don't-recall-what-time to I-don't-recall-what-time-too. It was just a long time. And I didn't talk when my mother asked if my fever was gone. So she assumed it was still there and high to the point I can't talk anymore. Okay no, she knows I just don't feel like talking.

And then suddenly, my father appeared. (Okay I didn't realise when he came home. He probably did when I was halfway through Aetbaah, the Bollywood movie I was talking about, too engrossed to realise he came home already.) And then he asked the same question about my fever so I said, I don't know, if I'm still having fever can I not go school tomorrow?

Then he stood there laughing at me for 6 seconds because he said I sounded like I did in Primary 2, when I came home one day and said The teacher is stupid. She doesn't know what she's teaching. I don't want go school. And anyway, I have a fever everyday. Can I not go school tomorrow.

I don't recall I did anything like that, but since he's my father, I should trust him.

So I didn't know what to say, and I continued watching Aetbaah. The actors all look damn familiar. They recycle their actors for almost every other show. No, I don't know their names. Ha.

And then at 7pm, 15mins after Aetbaah ended, I was watching news and my brother came by and asked me to lend him a calculator. So I lent him my gc and he doesn't know how to use it. So I told him, I don't have a calculator that's as simple as you. And he said, no you've the ultra big one. Then I remembered the giant calculator 08S18 gave me and so I passed it to him.

I suspect he saw it and just want to play with it. Why will he need a calculator out of the blue anyway.

Then I watched 50 First Dates on Channel 5. When it was advertisements, I switched to My Girl on Channel U. At 8plus at night, my mother came and asked if I want to take a year off. I didn't quite believe my ears because that sounded just like my dream of a Saturday, then a Sunday, then a Saturday, then a Sunday, then a Saturday again and so on. But I wasn't sure so I asked her what did she mean by take a year off. And she told me like quit school now and take A'Levels next year or something. Sounded really great.

But then I said No before you can even say Questeans 8 times.

It just came out automatic and I don't know why I didn't stop to think for at least 4 seconds.

I think they think I'm stressed. But I really am not. If I am, then I'm stressed because I'm not stressed. Which then means I'm stressed already. But I can't be stressed over not being stressed because that's a huge paradox and the world will collapse into a tiny black dot and we'll all die.

Okay sorry. I should go eat my zui kueh and countdown to 1130am.

By the way, visit Sparkle. If you have ear holes and are looking for earrings. I don't know why a manly Yukang is going round advertising earrings. But oh well. He's from my OG and I'm a great OGL.

MONDAY IS SUPPOSED TO BE MY FAVOURITE DAY OF THE WEEK. AH. :(

Bye bye.

9:41:00 AM because I say so