:o)

My father is living in self denial, he keeps thinking he's a samurai. And you know, he's turning 49 soon, and he's still pretty much 9 years old at heart to me.


Me: ooooh pa!!!! I wannna help you crack the egg!! (I've this thing for cracking soft boiled eggs)

Pa: noooooo, what is that you're using to crack the egg?!? A samurai never uses a spoon to crack the egg.

*I cracked it while he was saying all that, and it was a niiiiceee cute egg, with the egg white lying over the egg yolk, it was perfect*

Me: But whatever, I helped you crack already, so just take it!

Pa: No no no, YOU can take that one ok. A true samurai uses a KNIFE to crack his egg

Me: Ooook, if your egg yolk breaks because you crack it with a knife, I WILL LAUGH AT YOU!!!

Pa: Watch me closely ah

*cracks egg. egg yolk breaks!!!!!!*

Me: HAHHAHAHAH!!!!!!



Hahaha, and we painted our study room today! It's like yellow and this really funky orange, it kinda looks like IKEA hotdogs with the mustard and ketchup. It was suppose to be this really gorgeous shade of red, but my dad said we had to order that colour in advance and so he couldn't get it : ( and my sister has this thing against the colour oraaanngge.. so it was kinda.. weird.


Me: Omg pa, jie jie is gonna SCREAAAMMM if she finds out we're painting this rooom orange

Pa: :P No worries one laaaa, just telll her it's like tomato

*the next minute my sister comes in*

Sis: OMG WHADDA HELLL IS THIS COLOUR?!?!?!?!



ohw ellll!!!! She started to get it okay with it I guess. & we painted 3/4 of the rooom, and it looks really pretty! :D