I’m never in the best of moods when I just wake up. So I was obviously trying to pick a fight with Pa while walking towards dinner after he woke me from my nap.
“So she is demented–”
“What demented! Dementia and demented is different okay!”
Pa says (00:08):
Main Entry:
de·ment·ed Listen to the pronunciation of demented
Pronunciation:
\di-ˈmen-təd\
Function:
adjective
Date:
16321 : mad, insane 2 : suffering from or exhibiting cognitive dementia
— de·ment·ed·ly adverb
— de·ment·ed·ness noun
RrrR says (00:09):
ok ok
Pa says (00:09):
har
RrrR says (00:09):
ya la ya la laugh in my face
Ouch.
I had my first taste of yoga today (Ade’s fault XD). Interesting, excrutiating, pure disciplined sadistic torture.
The same can be said of people who voluntarily exercise on a regular basis. Hahaha!
Okay I kid. Please don’t bitchslap me with those sweaty muscled bodies of yours. Not into BDSM.
I brought Pa along to the Pasar Malam to buy socks from the stall I’ve been eying for days but didn’t dare to approach alone because past experience has shown that I have the word “Sucker” imprinted in gloriously on my forehead and I walk away from purchases feeling ripped off. Bought two grey socks.
(Judging from the bulk of my outfits, my favourite colour is the monotone of black and white. Not sure if it’s because it is a safe colour to work with, or because I just naturally fall into a peaceful state of mind when viewing a piece of grey.)
There was this pair of fluorescent striped socks which was the one that brought my attention to the stall. It is so hideous and unique I felt really tempted to buy it for the heck of a collection. But Pa laughed and brought me to my senses. Anyway $9 is a bit too expensive for something so highlighter… Perhaps?
NO NO NO I SHOULD NOT ANYHOW SPEND MANEHHHHH.
Oh but the stall owner sold me the two pairs for $15 instead of the original $16.80. Yay!
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