Bongs suck

So sometimes your mum really do care about you and wants you to do good. It’s just sometimes the rants and loud voices are just too much to take and you just succumb to your emotions – then you shout back. It’s not like i want to have a verbal-retaliation but seriously… It’s only a freaking door man.

Thing is, my room door always produces that *bong* sound when you close it because of imperfect engineering by the contractor which makes my door egde uneven. So here’s the story, my mum ain’t happy with me so i closed my door (i really closed it, didn’t slam. I’m a good boy) but it produced that *bong* sound and she thought that i slammed the door on her.

REALLY MUM, even though you are never gonna read this – i NEVER slammed the door on you. But you still don’t get it!!!

Piece of wooden crap door.

On the lighter side of things…This week has been rather eventful really, learnt quite a bit of new stuffs which really mean completing some stuff on me 101 list! So i actually completed:

1. Learning how to fold a shirt in 10 secs!
2. Donated 3200 grains of rice
3. Bought a portable vacuum cleaner for me room!
4. (Not actually completed, but…) I bought Conan Doyle’s: Hound of Baskerville and Daniel’ Keyes: Flowers for Algernon!

Well, that’s pretty much it for last week. But i’m sure this week will be better than the last. So, until the next 101 post… See you.