Sunday, February 6, 2011

sunday post 38b

one final good evening! em's final plodding total for sunday's now 3819. righteo, continuing on from my last post?
-dunno what happened to the parents when we got to church. they were gleefully FORCING :( me to walk inside, when dad for some reason chucked a spac attack.
-also, a small class today - uncle chong, aunty sooi pheng, mel mel peter pie and me!
-after bible study, PIG mum took me to the loo once more, then gleefully FORCED :( me to walk all the way to the service hall. dunno why she wouldn't lemme walk over the grass :S
-argh, lams led worship today, meaning poor em had to stand for ALL of worship, i.e. FIVE songs! >< not that i sang anything out aloud, of course, but i did clap along to one song.
-speaker today was rod russell-brown, and although i've prolly said this somewhere before, man, he's tall!
-PIG mum took me to the loo afterwards then tootled us to foodcourt.
-i know i've said this before, but i honestly get PISSED when there's @ least one disabled carpark spot underground and yet PIG mum won't even TRY to park there coz, like she says, "i'm a crap driver." well yeah, sure, i know that, but would it honestly KILL you to just TRY?! like how i try so very bloody hard for you everyday, sheesh. ><
-of course, there weren't any parks available upstairs, either. >< i thought PIG mum would FINALLY try the downstairs park, but nope, instead she zoomed around the back and parked there, meaning she could gleefully FORCE :( me toplod uphill into plaza then downhill into foodcourt.
-but i couldn't even get any decent lunch! PIG mum won't lemme eat chips; she came back with a meatball footlong sub, of which i got about half. unsurprisingly, i wasn't full, nowhere near full, actually, but PIG mum refused to even buy me one sushi roll! >< i drank one yummy japanese green milk tea with pearl; when dad nabbed gulps, i nabbed back from his lipton's peach iced tea. :P
-PIG mum gleefully FORCED :( me to walk back down to the loo then tootled us home. my guests were already waiting!
-i used the bathroom once (needless to say, PIG mum gleefully forced me to do everything) then i sat down with the couple.
-thomas bought this card game where we were supposed to pick up cards and line them five in a row to win. i teamed up with daphne; thomas still managed to win three straight games. :P
-then thomas got us all drawing! we had to draw one happy moment, then one sad moment, then we shared. my happy moment was meeting with grandma again, and my sad moment was my brain tumour.
-then we read genesis chapter one aloud, and had a discussion about it. thomas also did some analogy with this one dollar coin, talking about how i would see one end (e.g. the queen's head) but he'd only see the other end (the kangaroo), and that my brain tumour can be viewed like that.
-daphne helped me once to the loo before they left @ 4:45. they're having leftover prawns for dinner tonight.
-i tootled online until PIG mum awoke from pigland and ordered me into the bathroom for my cold shower - we're outta hot water! ><
-after that, i did a stinky unspeakable, before PIG mum gleefully FORCED :( me to walk over to the gobbling :P table for dinner.
-rice tonight, with lotsa salty chives with egg and some fish. snapper/slapper? sadly, horrid PIG mum had to gleefully force poor ela to hang onto the bowl while i ate, meaning i VERY DELIBERATELY drunk my yummy mug of aloe vera (kindly poured by dad) 'incorrectly'.
-PIG mum took me once more to the loo after dinner before i returned online. and again, when nature called.
-and it's calling again. >< but i dunno whereshe's gone, so i'll finish this post first before trying again.
-toms: argh, save me, i've a bloody torture session with vincent the bloody physio. >< pray for no falls :S little voem will undoubtedly wanna tag along - he wants a red pocket! :P then, hopefully dad will lemme buy a yummy pork salad roll for lunch~ then i can't remember ... maybe it's cathy coming to shower me in the arvo? anyways, hope everyone has a smashing week!
cheers,
em. ^^
P.S. the final spam count for the week's twenty-three.

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