Well..the only nice thing i saw today was that i saw this boy flying a kite in this open field at the back of Holland V.
So while i was walking alongside the field to get to the bridge tt will lead me home, i reminisced the moments when i was young.
The only thing i remembered abt kites was tt i attempted to fly a kite from the window of my hse.
And i vaguely rmb my mum comin into the kitchen - or was it room - and asking me wad i was doin'.
and being the naive me, i said "flying a kite".
Being the mum my mum is, she helped me out with the kite and we both fly the same kite.
It was funny. But it was like fun. Bonding moment or so.
So while it was my mum's turn to fly the kite, i tried to make another kite. (anyhow make by the way).
But after a while, my mum got bored and said tt she had to continue with the household chores.
So i flew solo.
So there is my story of Kites.
ANyways...
at 830 (when Smallville was juz abt to start), i got a phone call from an unknown caller. So i thought tt it was my aunt remindin me tt i have to work tml or something.
Then this guy was saying some things like his name is Said or Syed and Can i get to know u or something...
TURN OFF.
So i said "wad" and "whatver" and hung up.
Well...prank callers are NEVER welcome. So i will be the coldest as i can.
But the weird thing is, (i think tt is wad he said tho) he said "Shasha".
And i mean like...only like my family members and my close frens like call me tt.
So it made me thing who is the freak who gave him my no.
Ugh. Hate unwanted calls.
EArning the bucks tml. ANd hopefully, the pastry shop tt sells chicken pie is open. (dont laugh).
