Ibu ibu..

What? From 2 days a post to 4 days a post to now one week a post, this is so wrong. Okok, I'm sorry, blame my laziness.

Anyway, I realize that my mother's way of communication with me is NAG. Not that I'm complaining but I find it funny at times, probably because we already ran out of topics.

Let me show you a picture of my face, so that it can make my story telling more understandable.

This is me after bathing, ugly I know but that is not the point.

Notice the red dot on my left cheek, itchy handed me went and squeezed the pimple last night.

Just now when I returned home after playing basketball with Foo, while walking into my room, coincidently my mum came out from her room.

Me: Hellooooooooo motherrrrrrrr!
Mum: Aiyoooooooo, itchy handed again go squeeze your pimple again.
Me: Hehe.
Mum: *here comes nagging* I tell you, face very important one, next time interview ppl will see your face one, must take care of your face xiao boy!
Me: Yala yala.
Mum: Next time let me see your face like this again, allowance no need to ask from me, whack you one ar.
Me: What the -____-
Mum: I say real! Not joking.
Me: I think if Chi Wei or Chun Hoong were to be your son, they 3 years no need to ask allowance from you.
Mum: *Walk down angrily*

I will blog afap ok! As frequent as possible.

Have a nice day.