The end of the weekend.

It's Saturday. And I am bored.

It was pretty much a mediocre day. I am in my strawberry pajamas, and I'm ready to blog.

If only I'd got these yesterday. I would've been SO MUCH MORE comforted. 

Anyway, my dad came back today, and I was really happy. I was the one NOR empty-handed. BOO-YAH! I know I'm being inconsiderate, but I'm really overjoyed. Last year, my dad had been to America. When he came back, other than a shirt, a pair of shoes, and a cover, my dad hadn't gotten ANYTHING for me. I just took away a few notebooks and plastic covers from the stash. Cuz they were just lying around. Like me. Though, I would've been fine with it if this was between my family. Like, just the 5 of us. BUT NO. I'm talking about literally my WHOLE paternal side family. Except for an aunt. (Cuz she lives in America.) My dad had bought stuff for everyone but me. I was lying around wishing something in the next bag was mine. 

This time, I got my Harry Potter full book set, and my other book, Consumed. My elder cousin also sent me some chocolates, and my dad bought a set of pens for me. And yep, the pajamas were from my gramma. 

On the weather news, it was sunny today, though it got quite cloudy around noon. I like sunny.

And my mom bought me a top today. I'm overwhelmed of this. On casual clothes, my parents have a VERY STRICT code of dress. And every top should pass ALL of these conditions. 

• The top shouldn't be tight-fitting, and should hang loose.
• It should go past my waist and ATLEAST reach right above my knee.
• Three-quartered or full sleeves. 
• No faces of any sort on the tops.
• No provocative wear.

I guess I may have missed out on a few. Who knows?

Anyway, I wanted to show you guys a picture if discovered recently, though since I'm on my iPad, I can't. I'll probably show it to you tomorrow.

And by the way, I still had to talk about a few annoying things of yesterday. It rained quite a lot yesterday, and in the evening, the thunder got into my nerves. We had a luncheon yesterday, and after it was done, I just wanted to head home. The house where this party was held, was quite nearby our apartment, and we'd reach back hme with 10 minutes. If ONLY the stupid car in front of us would budge. It was moving SO slowly. I was pissed. I was uber pissed at that moment, since I didn't enjoy thunder. 

And I don't really like open windows. ESPECIALLY if we are high up. In my aunt's house, there are no balconies. They make do with windows. The worst thing, they ALWAYS keep the windows open. And I don't like it, the wind blowing into the house, and the traffic interrupting the peace. And it's on the third floor. I have an exaggerated fear of heights. 

Umm...I'm tired. I was just done fighting with my sister. She has really long nails. They hurt.

I gonna go?

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.