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Saturday, November 01, 2003

it has been one cr@zy week!! well, i'm sick again. this time with a fever and a throat that screams in pain everytime i just try to swallow my saliva. the other night i dreamt of a living dead trying to wrench my head off. i had no choice but to combine the name of Jesus with gongfu moves and slice the thing in half like what brad pit did to tom cruise in that vampire show. of course the horrid thing won't die. it just fell into the river with a psychotic grin on its face..

sadly these traumas are not induced by my brain alone. my mum emailed my dad a letter and signed off using my sister/my initials. yup we sisters have the same initials JCC. Anyway, my dad thought it was a good letter since it basically barrages my mum. my dad is also thankfully not a tech geek and does not know anything about checking the email address of the sender... so then my mum sends me a copy of that letter and she has been lurking around my com to watch me read and open her letter.

" i want to see whether the cartoon characters i sent you got colour and can move..."
"open lah"
"i want to see..." (repeat infinitum)

she's driving me crazy too. my favorite phrase of the week (if u can guess)

"Don't be so crazy lah!"
Mum: "What! you call me crazy! ..."

these family dramas are amusing. why does no one make a movie about this nonsense. "the discontents of lower M.C." Middle class individuals who can't wait to get an MC on life as they know it.

posted by happyhannon at 9:10 AM