alcohol chocolates

mum's back from beijing. darn fast la.and no, i'm not wishing for her to be out of the country any longer. no mum means house chores not done and it all points to me doing them. i was in charge of folding clothes and as usual i did my "responsibility" half way.

*mum: eh, why i come home got few jeans still hanging?*
*myself: cause it wasnt dry when i collect clothes on monday*
*mum: but today is wed! and of cause its dry. why didnt bring in?*
*myself: oh er, raining!! so i thought jeans kena hujan wont be dry.*

mum gave up while tsking and shaking her head.

so you see, if shes gone means the whole house will for sure turn upside down. she was also complaining how pathetic MAS is.. her flight to beijing delayed for SIX hours! imagine, flight's suppose to be at 12 am but delayed till 6 am! kesian sial, she had to sleep in a vertical position.. we gotta sue MAS! MAS or Air Asia no difference!

ah yes, she brought back some stuff but china stuff =.="
there is the grey cashmere shawl, mirror covered with silk, phone chain, butterfly magnet and
chocolatesssss and
jack daniels's alcohol choc.
it isSss friggin nice.
as the chocolate melts, the liquor will slide through the throat
and warms the heart.

whoever goes out of country for holidays, dont buy me souvenirs but get me alcochol chocolates aights! ;D











this is what i'm talking about.
mum, why didnt you buy a whole crate!? =X

i express when i feel like it.

all the strokes represents what i feel

and what i want to say aloud but often suppress by an invicible force

the force we so often hate.

the force we so often wish it will vanish.

cause without the force everything would be more simple

and straightforward.

how do you end things?