#iloveyoulikeXO, what a way to start my day with this tag to write my entry. Woke up and the only thing that I'm concerned about this morning was Beyonce new video #iloveyoulikeXO. Not going into the detail but you ought to watch it by yourself, Roger.
I know it's been awhile since the last time I posted anything on my blog, Roger, but I do sent you my journal by mail remember? The thing is that I prefer to write my entry on notebook instead of typing it down on my computer, it is more private and more personal but like I usually said: "why not?". It's not that people going to read this anyway? Aren't they?
I had some short conversation with my friend, Yashira, this morning (don't get jealous Roger). It's been for a certain time now since me and her last had a conversation. People were busy all the time isn't they? I assumed so because I got a ton of free time but still complaining about being busy most of it. Need to organize our time wisely Mr. Roger, lol "Mr.Roger". We talking like usual and all of the sudden I wondered curiously what does XO mean, thought it was a sexual innuendo for a second but after a long searched on google, I found out that apparently XO mean "hugs and kisses". Brilliant isn't it?! It's an internet slang, informal of course, dare you to wrote it in essay. X indicate hugs whilst O indicate Kisses! Wow! #iloveyoulikeXO, lol. Now that I know the meaning of it, I'm going to use this word constantly and you going to feel annoy and irritate by it. XOXOXOXOX!!! Haha.
Oh, almost forgot about this, I didn't wrote this entry about yesterday on my blog so I might as well added some to it for others to understand my point. Back to #9 evening
"heard a loud 'bang' downstairs , thought that my nephew fall off from a safe distant but I was deadly wrong, I was in my room by the time it happened, my mother screamed with concern about my nephew, Wyvern. I hurried down steps and find out my mother was holding my nephew and tried to calm him down. Keep it in mind, Roger, that he fall off from 6 foots tall stairs and my nephew is only a year old infant. An infant fall off 6 foot, ouch. He cried from agony and he tried to endure the pain, it break me and my mother heart to see him crying. My nephew is a happy individual, cheerful and rarely weep his tears out so whenever he does, there's must be something very hurtful. I examined him for any sign of broken bones. I still remembered that my cousin, when he was 7 years old, he accidentally fell off from a 5 foots ceiling once from chasing a cat and broke his left arm, idiotic action despite that he can think the fact that the ceiling can't hold his weight, now whenever I visit my aunt house I always notice the hole on the ceiling, silly. Anyway, if a 7 years old can broke this arm from 5 foots ceiling, what about an infant who're a year old fell of a foot taller than a 7 years old? This might happen to my nephew too but luckily he's fine. I don't know how he landed when he fall but it's better for me to not knowing it. I thank God for that, I thank for everything, I feel like the most religious person for a moment but still praying for he'll be fine for next morning."
Well, he's fine for now, I heard his laughter this evening when I got home from work. Again, Lord, answered my prayer like always. "He's a lucky boy." Yashira said to me earlier this morning. My father might be the one to blame but of course like always, he already feel guilty about this, lecture him doesn't do any good at all, I wonder how doesn't old age mind? My father is a slow thinker, usually act before thinking it. Dare he told that that he clean the electric fan with water, yup you heard me, with fucking water. I assumed(in my mind) that he spray the water toward the fan to clean it and actually have a nerve to told me that the fan is broken because he washing it with water, no shit Sherlock! But still not saying any word at all. If you know me Roger, I'm not being a very good son to my father, we fought numerous of times, he's stubborn and I doesn't like to lost from his stubbornness. Also if only I can talk reason into him. He only listen to my second brother if you must know. My second brother is a liar, a worst kind, but still he's the most responsible person, at least that's what I thought. I was embarrassed when I asked him for a tool that bend the wires, I'm not a "tools person" so I have the hard time to remembered the name of this particular tool which I ended up asking my mother and explained the purpose of the tool and she answer almost immediately saying "pliers". Yes, my mother know all the name of the tools and I don't, laugh all you want. She have a nausea today. Bad day for her so I don't want to disturb her from resting. I hope she'll be fine tomorrow, I pray to lord again.
Anyway, the pliers is rusty and dirty, I'm not going to use that on my projects therefore I guess I'm going to buy one on store hoping that I'll remember the name of the tool by the time without looking like an idiot again.
Took a short nap after that, woke up feeling fresh and decided to start playing some minecraft on my PS3 instead of studying. I'm too lazy for everything.
Ended...
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