| | Iris and i teased and made a fool of Transformers. We both thinks that it is stupid for cars to fight. And all the transforming.. and the annoying sound they made, "Krick Krick Krack *some robot noises*
Jamal and Joshua though on the other hands are Fans. Jamal even had a toy on his desk....
So we had to listen to them going on and on about robots before the Transformers : The Revenge of the Fallen premier. Joshua watched it first and he wasnt too happy about the movie because he was expecting too much of it.
I asked Joshua to EXPLAIN to me whats so cool about it. He got all excited and said, "I am going to write it down and let you read it," I smiled and he continued on, "I am going to write it in MALAY!" (My colleagues are full of craps like this)
I told him to forget about writing and tell me about it.. He started about telling me about Cybertron, Autobots and Decepticons. What they all are and stuff... I listened intently and then i started to fiddle with my phone.. He got upset, "THREE MINUTES! three minutes and i lost you.. Great. I am not going to tell you anymore about it" I decided to read about it, i got bored..
Shrugging, iris and i decided we are going against the boys and making fun of transformers.. Iris would mock them with the KRICK KRICK KRACKING noise. And when Joshua said they were funny parts in the movies and i asked, "Like what? They cant start the car/ the engine runs out?"
When Fadli asked me "When going to watch Transfomeeeerrrrssss??" (QWERTY made him into an exaggerating texter. I'm a tad annoyed because the ALAAAAA, youuuuuu, noooooo, laaaaa job should be done by only ME)
I declared to them i have to watch transformers now and i told iris i might enjoy the movie because of the visuals.. and perhaps looking at Megan Fox.
Fadli kept looking and asking if i have fallen asleep yet.. SHOCKINGLY, i was wide awake and fascinated with the Bots. And thanks to Joshua, i know a little about it by then..
and i told Jamal, " I AM SOOO GOING TO MOLEST YOUR PRIME!" (which sounds so wrong)
All in all it was a nice movie. Since i am not a Fan, it was fine... Jamal agreed that the sucky part was that we cant tell the bots apart. and also said, aniways, why I was SOOOO dissapointed is cos I'm such a big transformers fan that I know all the myth, etc that it was sad to see the movie turn out so bad. (here i am thinking, what myths? They are fiction for crying out loud. but i decide to save it because tomorrow i am going to get shitted on for dissing their bots.)
Next, I DONT CARE, WE HAVE TO WATCH HARRY POTTER! I live up with Transformers now you people have to live up to MY wizard fantasy.. (Harry, show me your magic stick!!)
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Today is Mama & Nana day. I almost had a hissy fit at the playground just now. Not exactly at nana but at the children there.
I always thought the playground is abit like Life itself where you can meet many people and co-operate in such small space. You can be nice but the other party may be a bitch and well, you just have to live with that. Sometimes you cant get your way, you HAVE to share, be considerate. You can actually see who is the Leader of the pack, who are the Followers and who are the Entrepreneurs (the mind your own buisness kids)
Nana is an Entrepreneur. I dont know whether its because she has been hanging around with too much adults that she doesnt know how to mix with the kids. I warned her if she go, "Mams" one more time we are going home. I didnt feel like slidding and climbing today. I told her to say Excuse me if someone is blocking the slide or if she wants to pass through.
And my role there was as a Mother. I had switched on my maternal instinct and flinched everytime she starts to climb with visuals of my girl falling and blood and breaking bones.. But i am not so panic-y so if she fell, i would ask her to get up and move along. Its a jungle out there, be tough.
Came along a group of chinese kids. The oldest was perhaps an 8 year old boy. He opened his mouth and he had an accent. Like he been overseas. I thought, "Oh poor little rich ya-ya boy with most probably parents who gave him everything"
It rained last night so the playground was littered with leaves and branches. And PRB (poor rich boy) saw a big branch and started to use it as gun.
1. I like the imagination
2. I like how kids shouldnt be disgusted by nature.
3. GUN?! too much tv. (not that i mind)
He put it on his shoulder and walk around, i assume he imagined it as a Bazooka. He saw more big sticks and started throwing at the other kids. Not delibrately trying to hurt anyone but my maternal instinct kicked in.
What if it hit one of the kids?? (for sure, if it hits MY kid, i will have the honour of hitting him back)
I didnt want to interfere the children play but it was starting to be dangerous. and i have a feeling PRB will not handle my telling off very well either. And i just MIGHT MIGHT scold him full of things an 8 year old shouldnt be listening. That or scream my heads off.
I took the sticks and threw it off at a tree and it snapped... He stared at me. I stared back. I watched every move he made and he gave me a look that says, "Oh and what are you going to do about me playing with branches"
I gave him a look that says, I am THE adult here and dont mess with me, punk.
He was still playing but still glancing at me. I had my eyes on him all the time. 
Nana was the youngest so i suppose she thinks of the others as the BIGGER cooler ones. The If-they-can-so-can-i. She came to me with a (feeble-looking) stick and i said, "You can play with that. BUT YOU DONT THROW IT AT OTHER KIDS" (stressing on that) She humbly said, "Ok mams. But they throw-throw" "Oh they are naughty kids and it will hurt if it hits you"
I knew it was wrong to call other people kids as naughty but it was too late to take back and Nana only understood that term.
Usually by now, i would tell nana its time to go home but OH NO! I will stay and scare the kids away..
I suceed.
I was still unsatisfied because i soo wanted to chase him around with the damn branch and see how he like that...
There you go. My parental "skills". I have a temper of an ogre.(SHREK!)
One of the reasons i would love to have a boy is that i can smack him and reason that he HAVE TO BE A MAN! TOUGH THE DUDE UP. SHAPE UP SHAPE UP! STOP CRYING SISSY!
hehx.
thats about it. gotta clean my room now..
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