woohoo! ebm's finally over. wahahahahahahahaha. 2 more papers and the exams are over. wah, got a little desperate ytd while studying for ebm as there's alot to study. moreover, i missed out on what to study for ebm due to the fact that i was helping wahid with his entrepreneurship project during the revision lecture. was running through the financial statements for him.

so, i used my last resort. i went online and asked debbie sis for help. lol. good thing she took down what to study. what she told me was referred to as "the bible" by wahid and me. and seriously, everything she told me came out. nice one. so that made ebm quite manageable.

tml's sas and there's ba on thursday. after that, its liberty day. song song song song. anyway, i haven't started on sas, so i'm gonna finish up this post quickly and go study abit.

had a tiff with my mum again. she's damn sensitive as usual and i can't be bothered as usual. hahahahaha. the same all the time.

seriously, i don't know what's wrong with her at times. see, my grandfather fell down and she was in the hospital visiting my grandfather. when she's coming home, she called me and asked what i wanted to eat. since she asked, i said fried rice.

next thing i know, she said she don't know where to get fried rice. u know the feeling? its (-_-''') to the core man. called and asked me what i want and said don't know where to find. then what's the purpose of calling to ask? so next best option, "duck rice lah".

one more "lah" and she's not happy about it liao. wtf lah! this is singapore man. we singaporeans use singlish! fuck. god damn it. if u think "lah", "lor", "leh" and even "sia" make ppl sound rude, my response is, too bad lor. u are in singapore, so get used to it for god sake.

ok. not knowing that my mother was pissed in the first place, i went to tell her to stop vacuuming the floor while i'm watching star wars episode 3. this is what i call itchy backside. my mother's state at that point in time was like a tank full of fuel in a dormant state and my action is like lighting a match and throwing it at the tank of fuel. next thing u know, dormant to active, boom!

that's what happened. my mum exploded. nag nag nag nag, scold scold scold scold and i got so super duper uber sianned. used my ulti though, sit down, faced the music abit, retaliated abit and then kept quiet all the way. its pretty useful u know. the more u shoot, its like adding more fuel to the fire. mothers want to win in argument, so if u say more, she'll shoot more. but if u kept quiet, she's like singing to the wall, she'll get tired of it. no challenge, no response, she'll get so sianned that she'll stop talking. hahahahaha. so now, happy cold war period jeremy. =)

thinking about it, i think can't blame my mum arh. its all my fault. too guai lan. hahahahaha.

thats all. hahahahaha. itchy backside. hahahahaha. bb.