Life

It was ages since I spoke to my parents on the phone, well, my definition of ages is a week.

A lot has happened in one week.

Funny things like how my mom was describing what someone wore to church. She looked like she was ready to party.

I asked my mom if she managed to catch the latest season of Malaysian Idol but nooo, she went somewhere. Seriously, the past week I kept calling home but no one was in! They're always out, having banana splits, brownies with ice cream and what not. How come they don't do that when I'm home is beyond me . HMPH.

Anyway, I asked if she saw the finals of the American Idol. She also missed that. She just can't figure out why Bo Rice (YEAAA. She really did call him Bo RICE. I din even bother correcting her cos I was just laughing on the inside) managed to get into the top two. So I guess she's quite happy that Carrie won. I know I am.

And guess what? Apparently, my popo(grandma) watches that too! Must have been influenced by my cousin.
Hah, my dad calls is American Idiots. BAH. That's cos he saw the first few episodes where they were showing the crazy people "singing".

Sigh, life IS short people. You can be fine one day, but the next...

You come in cold,
You're covered in blood.
They're all so happy you've arrived.
The doctor cuts your cord.
He hands you to your mom.
She sets you free into this life.

And where do you go with no destination, no maps to guide you.
Wouldn't you know that it doesn't matter, we all end up the same.

These are the chronicles of life and death and everything between.
These are the stories of our lives, as fictional as they may seem.
You come in this world, and you go out just the same.
Today could be the best day of your life.

And money talks in this world,
That's what idiots will say
But you'll find out that this world,
Is just an idiots parade
Before you go, you've got some questions.
And you want answers
But now you’re old, cold, covered in blood, right back to where you started from

These are the chronicles of life and death and everything between.
These are the stories of our lives, as fictional as they may seem.
You come in this world, and you go out just the same.
Today could be the worst day of your life.

But these are the chronicles of life and death and everything between.
These are the stories of our lives, as fictional as they may seem.
You come in this world, and you go out just the same.
Today could be the best day of,
Today could be the worst day of,
Today could be the last day of your life.
It's your life, your life.

~The Chronicles of Life and Death - Good Charlotte~