and for the record, I really do love you all. really. well, not really, or i'd probably be a hobo girl selling seashells by the beach. hmmm.

Saturday, December 25, 2010

9:36pm...a very merry christmas without the christmas-ish parts

had christmas dinner with my family.
or at least what's left of my family. my grandparents are in malaysia, in fact, all of my family is in malaysia(since my dad's an ex-malaysian) and other my cousins migrated to canada. 
thy must be having lots of thy fun at canada. with real snow, real christmas trees, lights and actual chimneys. 
well, besides the lamb chops and sparkling juice, it's pretty much a normal day.
the only thing special is that i went to church this morning. and...that's it i guess. i mean, christmas is about the celebration of Jesus being born and everything. so it's a christmas well spent. 
oh gosh don't even ask me about presents. i got a bottle of soap. but it's nice soap. and i actually need it. it's not like i need another soft toy or a box of chocolates. (i wonder why people keep giving you chocolates as presents.) i practically will survive next year on a choco diet with choco biscuits and choco chocolates, wholesome chocolaty goodness...hmmm. 
 hey, mind if i tell you a secret? wait, it wouldn't be a secret if i told everyone would it?
ok, so here goes:
i haven't bought anything for my friends yet.
gasp, surprise woweemama you might say but truth is, i really don't know what to get. so i plan on getting stuff tomorrow. for them. i mean. not me. shussshhh. don't tell them.
i don't even know if posting
this online is even legal.
P.S. my grandma got my mum this cup that has a girl on it with gigantic 'bazoomas' on them. if you know what i mean. like as in two clay balls stuck onto the cup like-well, just a cup with two balls(literal 3D)  stuck on it at this bikini girl's you-know-whatsits. gosh, over discription alert.
that's grandma alright.
so anyway, i just think my grandma's going a bit cuckoo. we were at a gift shop when she spotted the cup and still bought it even though i pleaded and begged her not to. i just ran out of the shop when she was at the cashier and pretended not to have anything to do with her. i'd bet the cashier lady thought that she was cuckier than a cuckoo bird on cuckoo pills. 
but my mum laughed when she saw it, so i guess alls well.




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