I am a Painter today!
I painted our ceiling.

Hell, it was one of the most tiring things I've ever done! The ceiling is high, plus I'm short, that doesn't help. On thursday, we got them to do a ceiling fan for us in the living hall, they had to cut away the middle portion of the ceiling so that the fan won't be so low. And thus, the cutted away portion looks gross, because the previous tenent dug some stupid hole for fengshui, so there was a brownish-yellow disgusting patch there. Well, I didn't want Daddy to paint because his inflexible back will be twisted again, Mummy's smaller size than me, that doesn't help too, and Korkor's away. So I took on the painter job. Boy it sucks! Imagine staring up at white for 2 hours plus, while the hand just keeps moving in all directions, and occasional splatters of paint on my face, hand, clothes. Placed stools all over the floor, manoevering them like skis. Haha. Yucks. I pity all the painters out there but not the artist kind.

Anyway, quit whining Aline because the ceiling's done and it looks great! No more disgusting brown patches from the old remains! Yay! :DD *victory pose*

Whoa whoa whoa! Slow down! 18 more days to the first hint of Os approaching.
Jap talking session first!

Had a mahjong session with my cousins ytd, and I had $4, lost $3. :D I suck at gambling, totally! Or maybe sitting right outside the toilet spoils my luck. HAH!