hols are here.

hooray.

Wait. i shouldn't start celebrating yet. I have like 101 thing on my agenda to do.

Why do teacher's think that hols are meant for us to do hw?

oh well.

life is never fair.

parents went to perth. leave me behind.

ok. fine. I'm home alone. ok i lied. there is still my maid.

I just appreciated having parents to drive me around in their car.

now i must go everywhere myself.

darn.

It always those little things in life that always go on unappreciated until we lose them.

why does thing always have to happen before we appreciate them?

Suddenly i feel like sharing pastor mark's joke last week.

here goes the grandmother story:

One day [or at least i think], 3 men found a lamp near a cliff.

They rubbed it and a genie came out.

The genie promised that he will grant them each a wish.

The first man ran and jumped off the cliff saying that he wanted to become a majestic eagle.

and so 'POOF', he became one.

The second man followed excatly what the first man did, only that he wanted to become an owl.

As expected, his wish was granted and he became an owl.

Upon seeing his 2 friends realising their dream,

the third man started to run toward the end of the cliff.

As he was about to jump off, he tripped over a rock and exclaimed:

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"Holy cow!"

-not funny? oh well.-

ta.