Weekends turn me into a pig

For some weird reason, one of my entries mysteriously disappeared. Somehow, blogspot enjoys censoring my blog huh? Everytime I type something awfully not nice, it either disappears even before I can publish it, or like the present case, it mysteriously disappears. But weirdly enough, it never disappears when I'm typing half-way. It's always when the entire (normally super long entry too) is done that it disappears. Grr..

Back to my title for today. Weekends really do turn me into a pig. What other times would I sleep so much? Ok, I guess one reason for me sleeping so much is my escapism streak, but, can you imagine if weekends were longer? I'll sleep through even more days and get fat, fatter, fattest! Hahahaha..

Bumped into my reading sister yesterday. Hmm.. it's been so many years already, I should stop referring her to as my reading sister, but, it's a bit hard to change huh? If I start referring to her as Huimin, no one at home would know who I'm referring to.. (Haha, that reminds me of my FMS plaintiff too. The name "plaintiff" stuck and when I said something about my plaintiff and referred to my plaintiff by his name, my mum and sis were like "who's that".. Haha.. but this obviously doesn't apply to those whose other "names" came up only after I've known them slightly better.. unless you are "lucky" enough to be conferred some other names by my sis then that's besides the point.. hee) As I was saying, the chance meeting on one hand made me feel older (she's finishing her physiotherapy course next year) and it reminded me that another person (probably wrongly) looks up to me a teeny weeny bit. Actually, looking at her now, I still can't help but be reminded of that primary 1 girl I had to deal with. Crying and crying at the stairs on the first session, and then we ended up being brought to Sister Joan's office by Mrs Wee. And she continued with her crying throughout that one year too! I can still remember how much I couldn't stand her crying! But weirdly enough, we've still maintained contact on and off through the years, whereas I've no idea how my recess sister is, or even how she looks like now. Which reminds me of my primary 1 recess sister too, who happens to be Anne's sister, and how much I didn't like her on the first day. But I am very guai, k? Cause I've never cried in primary school not even first day! Haha.. but seriously, I wonder how Anne is now too. The most serious person in our Malaysia Cup crazy clique.

Hmm.. the song on my comp now reminds me of another friend, I mean ex-classmate.. Actually, my increasing irresponsibility, mean-ness and recklessness is really getting scary. But though I know, I just don't seem to be able to reverse it. Just shows how true the Chinese saying about it taking 3 days to turn bad, but years to turn over a new leaf.

Today is Yuan Xiao.. There's supposedly Chingay downstairs tonight but who cares.. I want Yusheng!! I mean it's the last day I can get Yusheng before another CNY arrives, right? Hee.. and according to tradition, at least what I've read in primary school, people go round with lanterns on Yuan Xiao too. That suddenly makes me want to play with lanterns too! Maybe I should take out the one Koon gave me last year =) I am a big kid wat.. and an adorable one too, in case anyone forgets.. haha =p