Thursday, December 3, 2009 @ 11:35 AM
Okay, i know i haven't updated in MONTHS, and most likely no one is reading it now, but i'm still gonna update cos now its the HOLIDAYS and i'm cashless and jobless and i need a better alternative to hanging out at shopping malls cos i'll end up spending more money than i actually have. Yeah.

After buying a 60 bucks dress for Prom, i think its relatively safe to say i'm broke. And i still need shoes. Darn.

And i went for a 3D2N cruise recently, and I swear our entire family has put on at least 2 kg. I ate at least 3 servings for EVERY SINGLE MEAL. Excluding dessert anyways. Besides, the food was probably the only good thing on that ship. The rest was hell man. Smoker's heaven = our hell.

In order to save money, my mother booked the smallest sized cabin. Which is like half of jac's room. Or half of my room actually. To house four people! I had to do gymnastics to get on my bed, which was the tp bunk, and i had to be careful when sitting up cos if not... head, meet ceiling. The ladder they gave me was quite unsafe la, seeing that the rails that it was hooked to could MOVE. So yeah. To go to the toilet in the middle of the night includes jumping down to the 'window sil', then jumping down again on the side table, then take a running start to jump over my father's bed. Which equals to....

CRASH!!!! PIANNG!!!
Me : Walao... KNS. Missed again *holding aching foot*
Dad: WTH can you just ask nicely like a normal person instead of jumping crazily? *grumpy*

Yep. And then I had to do the reverse to get back up. At least I didn't feel as bad as my bro. He got motion sickness.

And damn suay our cabin just happens to be one floor below the casino, and cos the air inside the ship is recycled and all... we get the smoke smell in our cabin also. NOWHERE IS SAFE I TELL YOU. Not even on deck. So instead of enjoying the seabreeze I have to make sure that area is smoker-free and glare at anyone thats holding a cigarette. Which makes me look quite constipated indeed. And my father looked like he was sent to the gallows. Or that all his drama CDs were spoilt. Or his stokes all dropped by 50% when he went on the ship. Going on a holiday with him is like going out with the Grim Reaper la.

Until he discovered the casino. Unfortunately, while my father is good at math thus he's good at predicting the odds of him winning, he doesn't know when to quit. Or quit when he is ahead. We could have been 802 bucks richer. Now we are... 2 bucks richer. Damn 心痛。Especially when i think of the bike or laptop that Could Have Been =(

At least I learnt how to gamble. Cos they were giving out brochures in the casino, teaching you how to gamble. Dad kindly took some for us seeing that we weren't allowed in. Not only were there brochures, they also have TV channels that teach you how to gamble. Really. Haizzz. Dad keeps on going to the casino, hope that he doesn't become one of those compulsive gamblers. Or he'll end up being bashed like those ppl in this dramas.

Bro: Papa, if you gamble anymore I'm telling ahma leh.
Dad: Oi oi oi, I'm warning you. Don't tell ahma.
Bro: *raises eyebrow and speaks in a holier than thou voice* Are you threatening me?

Hahahahahaha XD So proud of him for finally being able to retort my dad. Now he has a chance of surviving the verbal battles in our family.

Dad: The moment both of you turn 18, i'm signing the agreement to prevent both of you from gambling.
Us: *smile evily* Don't worry, the moment we get off the ship we're signing the agreement to ban you.
Dad: Both of you are underage, cannot sign.
Us: Tell Ahma lor.
Dad: *Grumbles indistinctly while glaring at the steamed fish*

After the cruise, I have never appreciated real land like I have now. If you want to increase your chances of getting lung cancer, go for a cruise and get a cabin below the casino. It will be like living in an undustrial park.