Yeah. And I hate you too.

I think there is bad blood between my aunt and I. For starters, both of us don't see each other eye to eye and she starts to act aloof whenever I am around. Maybe I am just thinking too much into things. Blood is after all thicker than water right? Anyway, I attended some dinner (again) at my cousin's place. He is off to the army on Friday the 13th and the family decided to give him an early rousing departure. He is just going to Tekong for crying out loud. =____= I didn't eat much last night as the food was just too plentiful. My aunts and uncles were gorging down the meals like such famished impoverish people while my other cousin was so hungry he ate almost 3 shares. Gee, I know the food is great and all, but surely isn't gluttony a sin? Maybe I am just too help conscious.
I had a go at C&C 3 at his place as well. I only managed to complete 4 missions for the GDI before I had to go home. I, by the way, went there in school uniform while the others were clad their best. So, if I managed to display my body language properly and appropriately, I could make a fashion statement wearing the Marist attire. Yeah right.
Earlier into the day, I went out with the usual suspects: Julian, De Wei and Glen. The other few couldn't join as they had GEP--> Grade Enhancement Program. I wasn't chosen as the teachers most properly thought that I had inflated to full size and anymore enhance will bust me. Ya, I will sure be busted when I see the O level slip.
We headed down to Bugis to have lunch at Swensons' where I had to share a pizza with Glen. That "unfortunate" bloke so happened to broke after, erm, De Wei fleeced him off from the cab fare. The ratty uncle took the long way around by the way. So, while I munched away the pizza, Julian and De Wei had their laughs. Reason being? I was sharing a pizza with Glen. -_____-
Julian looked like a walking zombie. His eyes were dead red and he looked like he could collapse any moment. But since he still could joke, I guess he knows which bus he could take home then. I felt sort of guilty dragging him along, although he did volunteer. But hey, he is the SI and I think SIs must be tough right? Surely a little flu wouldn't knock him out cold....I hope not. I wonder if he's home. Ha ha.
I think I am beginning to gradually understand the things around me. I seem to be seeing all the wrong things because I am either getting too little sleep or simply looking at it from the wrong side of the bridge or fence or whatever structure you call it.
By the way, for book lovers and those who simply can't stand long passages, head down to Kino. There is this book on display, it's smack in the middle, which has postage as its cover. Open it and read it. There is an irony in every message. Like:
I faked a miscarriage twice.
Some times, I think we all take life too seriously. Doesn't this sort of devoid it of all the joy? Hmm.