Monday, March 12, 2012

i love the sound of rain smashing against my window.

.....

E and i were discussing our favourite music genres and singers.
1. metallica isnt half bad
2. diana krall is the queen of jazz
3. michael buble is -swoon-
4. james brown is the godfather of soul
5. eva cassidy :(
6. sarah mclachlan touches the depth of your soul (ha!)
7. jack johnson should marry me and serenade me every night.
8. Red Hot Chili Peppers foreverrrr~

and i found out that t.a.t.u sang one of my favourite childhood songs hoho.

so in short, E and i have almost the same taste in music. he doesn't like Florence, boohoo.

E: "someone who listens to jazz is someone with character. befriend these people and you'll never go wrong. that's what i heard."

Me: "i can be quite a cunt at times though"

.....
so this morning my aunt insisted i have breakfast with her even after i told her i hadn't gotten any sleep yet. but breakfast was interesting enough. apparently, the Mother (my mum, duh) is leaving for shanghai in june for a 1 week vacation with her friends, but she's gonna leave my younger bro, whose like 8, in singapore.

now, this would be totally fine if his dad was still living with us. but since my mum chased him out, and my bro doesnt wanna spend the week with his dad at the latter's place, nobody's gonna be taking care of my bro.

and i would if i could. well actually i could but hey, i have a life too okay. hahaha. and i'll most probably be really busy with school work during that period of time. so in short, i'll make a terrible guardian.

so grandma and aunt were discussing this situation and that led to them criticizing the Mother's parenting skills, which led to them telling my bro what a brat he is. so i was basically just sitting there watching the conversation take place in third person while refraining from making any snark comments about the Mother and them.

throughout that "discussion", i was wondering why grandma and aunt couldn't just volunteer to take my bro into their care for that week.

-shrugs-

.....

playing Jack Johnson on repeat. i need to go to a tropical island with my sweetheart and just frolic around the beach.

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