the photos are being uploaded so tortoise slowly. went for dinner with aunt, mum and bro. aunt is darn unsatisfied with uncle changing his phone under peer pressure everytime or tenant pressure?? his tenant got an iphone and he wants one too. so he came out with lousy excuse and lie.
lie: the person said it doesn't worth the money to get this phone fixed
(he just bought that phone less than a year. 100% sure. therefore there's no need to pay.)
excuse : it's spoilt and got alot problem.
(this always happen when he uses a phone for 6 months.)

he was trying to perfectise everything by asking aunt to borrow him her spare phone. and my aunt disagreed straight away without thinking much. the last time he used her cell, he cracked it then dropped it on the ground hence have everything broke into pieces.

grandma dislikes that tenant. cos he doesn't say thankyou and never buy food for them when my uncle is always buying supper for every human in that house.

had our dinner, shopped around and went to popular. they just got their renovation done. picked up a book about names' meaning. coincidentally i was brought to this page when i opened it up. KENNEDY! isn't that name cool?? ya. not like i haven't come across that name before. only once :D
it means head wearing a helmet. in another word it's hard-headed which means tough and realistic. cos head wearing a helmet is so construction worker! kennedy is handsome. so tough and realistic is way better:)
next! my name.
clear and bright. i'm not light bulb -.-

speaking of light bulb reminds me of power saving then air-con then temperature then global warming then recycling. mum's been throwing recyclable stuff straight down the bin which leads to the ground floor. and i don't believe that she'll be so not evil and throw those stuff for recycling into the colourful bin for me..
kennedy makes me think of Brian.
& i miss him alot alot:(
woke up at 7.34am by that horrible dream that i mention in the previous post. there goes the phobia, i won't be dreaming about __ already right?? it's so scary that i can cry. traumatising. and seriously, i hope that someone can sleep with me instead of my bothersome bro. he's coming into my room telling me what's on, on the guess show. i don't wanna watch it!
i wanna blog and then sleep. there's plentiful of homework waiting for me, i won't feel better till i complete them and studied.

my uncle(similar as the one who told lousy lie and excuse) gave me this as a reward for cooking and pei-ing grandma. do i look like a dump bin to him??
thought counts still. at least i'm a dump bin to him. better than nothing.
bought a file. cos my school bag is getting real heavy, adding stress to my spine. now its aching.
& i'm going to bed:) good night all.