Heya~~ I've got my first day off since I started working on this tuesday.
Well, there's not much to do on weekends as usuall,, but I went to the free market held in the public school near my place with mom. It was pretty big and things out there were soooo cute!!
I knew that they had this market once in a couple of weeks, but never brought myself to there. So we decided to go and have a look.
Mom found this bright stylish white jacket, and tried it on, but unfortunatelly, her arms didnt go through the sleeve. They were too big for the jacket. So, I took it off from her hands and bought it at the cost of $12 with a discout, it was originally priced at $15:) mihi:D
then she bought a little souvenier for my aunty and cousin:D
we walked around manly beach and went in the food court. We shared curry cuz we both didn't want to get fatty.
We ordered the single, but still, we were a lil bit hungry after we ate it. She suggested that we should have more foods(she really wanted to have chinese greasy foods), but it was around 3 oclock, and we've got dinner, so I strongly said NO MOM! GET OFF YOUR WALLET AND JUST GET OUT OF HERE!! I really didn't want her weight and shape to become the ones she used to have. She really needs to keep her weight under 80kg. So do I. So do I. So do I.
I've gained 4kg since mom came here. Its unbelievably unbelievable.
I no longer can stand with her food torture, she forces me to eat more and more and more even I am so full and kinda feeling puky. I guess this is much harder than the sexual torture.
Thanks to the Mother of the torture, now I feel so heavy myself, and my workplace's uniform skirt is really tight around my waist. I've made up my mind to go on a serious diet when she's gone.
sometimes, I get annoyed with her very poor English. When we were on a taxi, she said to the driver, "I cannot English."
cannot what?
still, the driver could understand the meaning(I think he just could understand it by the apparently poor launguage skill)
also, i am so frustrated with her, cuz she uses MSN messenger even she doesn't know how to add the contact, create the new address, and make a password. She is now struggling with this shit next to me and I am sort of helping. I really wanna get out of here as soon as possible before I go crazy and shout in this internet cafe, so-called "public area'. I dont want to be seen as a psycho.
She is sweet, and nice and always kind, she is such a great mom. Yet, I cannot bear with these her silly lame stuff.
oh-well, she leaves on 30th. I'll try my best.
Your bad girl,
Cindy
xxoo