*fishing PRAWNS.

it was quite an abnormal day yesterday.

went to bugis NLB for OM meeting, which turned out surprisingly productive, and then rushed home for tuition. i was already panting like a DOG and my mom told me the tuition's cancelled. and so i rushed home for nothing.
and as usual, i slept slept and slept. for like 4 hrs. then, headed to tampines for fishing of PRAWNS. i never knew people could fish prawns. authentic experience.
and i improved A WHOLE LOT yesterday. compared to the first time when i spent three whole hours singing away by the pool waiting for some stupid prawn to consume the bait and in the end, i bet my bait was not so attractive so i caught NONE. yesterday i caught 6(: hoho. i feel quite accomplished.
we left that ulu place at around 2.30 am and ate roti prata at jalan kayu, finishing our past-midnight meal at 300, so i slept at around 4.

i have no idea why i call that an abnormal day; i just feel like ranting on and on non-stop for a few inexplicable reasons.

and nowadays, i feel like im so prone to getting angry. wanna know why?

firstly, i have no darn idea where all the damn trust went to. first, my mum thinks im ANOREXIC. just because i dont feel like eating. then, she thinks im MENTAL, cos i've dog-earred almost every page of harry potter and the deathly hallows mainly because all those bombastic words used didnt make any sense to me, and i was going to check out the dict after i've finished the book. what next? i dont wanna know.
now come to think of it, i have no idea how my anger fades after every darn hour when this sort of thing happens. i wish i was more temperamental.

and my dad? he isnt any better.

when i was just asking him to give me a lift to the MRT to go for OM meeting, he kept on ranting on and on about how often i go out, despite of the COUNTLESS times of explaining to him i'm going out for the discussion of PROJECT.
"wah, so busy hor. always go out go out go out."
and normally, i would repel those words with the force of truth.
but now he keeps on asking, i feel i shouldnt waste my damn breath anymore.
"you think im a three year old kid is it?"

GIVE ME A BREAK. FOR. ONCE. IN. MY. LIFE.

it doesnt take much to understand one another, does it?!

this is one of the reasons why i feel home isnt like home anymore.