the indian labourer aka the ginko nut cracker

i'm a good kid. lalala~ narcissistic me. i spent what was left of my morning helping my mum to shell ginko nuts. it ain't an easy job. mind you, ginko nuts are hard nuts to crack but gradually i think i gained momentum and got the hang of it. eventually, they turned out rather decent- still in whole pieces. routine manual labour but i think i can be a professional nut-sheller. haha. i think in a way, it builds up patience. lots of it because if you were impatient and hammered with too much strength, the whole nut wld probably collapse and you can consider having mashed pulps of ginko nuts for dessert. in addition, this mundane act is an outlet to drift off too; think abt life, etc. hehe just kidding. i am not that looney.

mum cooked gastronormical lunch which i scoffed hungrily. simple but appetizing. My favourite=) recently, i've taken a fancy to food. particularly local cuisines. must be due to the being-away-for-so-long-thing. i was craving for ban mian and char siew/duck noodle at 1am this morning. no, i am not pregnant, in case you were wondering.

then after shelling nuts, i watched pirates of the carribean on star movies. it was not bad. action was brewing throughout the entire show but unfortunately, i've still got an hr left to the ending which i decided to watch another day because my mum looked bored and i had to sacrifice the tv. sigh. that's the problem with only 1 tv. sad.

speaking of sad things, i didn't manage to get the present that i wanted to get for a friend yesterday. oh well. gotta make a detour some other day. sad=p

i dreamt of my idol last night. wahahahhaR...omg...it was such a sweeet, sweeeeeet dream=) dancing on cloud nine...shld never have woken up. haha.