oh god, help.

do you really know what i hate to do the most?
household is still okay, dish washing is okay, cooking is not that bad, baby sitting is acceptable. hey! i take care of my niece sometimes, although she's a naughty niece, comparable to dennis the menace. do you know what she would do?

last time i slept in the same room with her (when i stay overnight @ bro's house). and when morning comes, she will just wake up and stare at you at an extremely close distance, almost gave me a heart attack when i opened my eyes.. shushh... last sat i stayed overnight there again and there she was, doing the same old thing at 9.07am. -____-

naughty as she can be, she can be cute too. kiut? wait. whenever i sit on the couch, she would just climb behind and hug me ... and she wants me to be her 2-x-50cents-machine you often see in shopping mall.. her own human recreation machine. at the same time, she would just open up her mouth and stick to your shirt. well, there wont be lipstick stains, but saliva stains. when she's satisfied, she'd just hop off and laugh. zzz. maybe this is what i got from calling her 'dua bui bo' (in hokkien).

i thought of something that she did last saturday. my lappie has built in microphones, left and right arrays. i tempted her to speak something.. then she got excited, and kept on shouting 'papa' toward the laptop. Hahahahahaha..

here is the link: Pa Pa!

okay, the thing i actually hate to do the most is to iron clothes. damn it! the wrinkles just wont fade. satu kali tak boleh, i ma try 3 kali lor, 3 kali tak boleh i ma try 10 kali lor. when i hang it up, then i realise there's a mark somewhere on the shirt. thus, i have to remove it from the hanger and iron again. jialat-ness!