my sister fiona.

warning, this will be a very lengthy entry.

last night my second sister came prancing into our room and said "how come you never sms me happy birthday? yvonne smsed me. you leh?" i got out of bed, stretched my arm and said, "happy birthday" and was about to lie face down in order to ignore her and pretend that im dead so she wouldnt harass me anymore.

she grinned and before i know, it's a "iknowit'smidnightandicantellfrom
yourbloodshoteyeshowtiredyouarebutidontreallygivecarebecauseit'smybirthdayandi
wannatellyouwhathappenedjustnoweventhoughyou'reignoringmebypretendingtobedead" conversation that will sure last a long long time. oh boy, how's that for giving my sister 'face' just because it's her birthday. i'll probably strangle her if we didnt share the same parents.

so i sat up and she sat down. she took out a new phone and said, "see my new phone!" yeah i can tell its a new phone but honestly they all look the same to me. then she said, "and my new agnes b phone strap!" ok hoorays and congrats agnes b who've just earn some moolah from brand conscious pinheads. now i can sleep. (look, all those "" are really spoken and if you notice, i didnt really speak much)

and then she took out this lil box which obviously as a girl i know what that familiar lil box contains. a rock on a ring. i widen my eyes, wore my glasses and took a good look at that rock. i laughed and said "bluff one la where got so big one"

it's the size of a green pea and it's from an admirer who prob should donate the money to the SPCA instead or just save up and buy a bigger something =p. on second thoughts, how come i dont receive anything like that? muahahahaha

cut the story short, she told me that she's returning it back to the admirer and yep, i thought that was the end and it's really time to just plonk back to my pillow and say sweet dreams.

O no. she's very persistant like how she is with getting discounts and making sure that her rally driver skills are constantly on par with schumacher/alonso. she kept asking me to taste her birthday cake from canele and kept on repeating that it's a chocolate gateau cake and it's from canele and its a chocolate gateau cake and its from... yeah you get the pic.

ok ok. i got up and said i'll try a little (all these acts of obedience in hope that i'll get to bed soon but NO i failed!!) she then dragged me to tell me about where she went for her birthday and show me some pics (all these at 1am) and then her phone rang which means she'll leave me alone! hooray there is a God afterall!!! now i can really sleep.

her friend bought her something and want her to go down to collect and yadayayada... zzz and she was gone from my room and my house! hallejulah! BUT! she came back 15 mins later, crashed into my room and started her,"iknowyou'rereallytiredbutthiswillbethelastharassment
you'lleverreceivefrommeever.ipromise." yeah right. as if.

she started her where she was for the past 15 mins story and what happened there... ok again, cut the story short, she came back with many slices of cheesecakes and that was the surprise she got. ooohkays. as quick as she was doing an appearing act, she disappeared as fast she appeared. i was then finally granted a night sleep with no sudden disturbance.

moral of the story:

never ever entertain a birthday gal/boy during their birthday night. esp my sister fiona. but then again, maybe because she hit the big 3 so probably she's venting her hidden frustrations on me because she's now 20 years closer to being half a centry old. and i'm 7 years closer to 30.

ps, as much as i 'lament' on my terrible night, i still love my sister very much ^^

pics up soon!

:: happy birthday na! ::