Week which has National day。

Hmm, my life last week was quite boring, and there are not many things to tell. Hmm. I’m wondering whether I could carry out my “strategic plan” for next 4 months if I continue my life like that. Hmm. (Lots of Hmm, Haizz... Am I getting older and older? :-B)

We had our National day last week (on Wednesday, Sep 2nd, exactly) during which we were off from class. (It MUST be the National day, not Independence day at all. Prof. Sasges made serious mistake using the two words. Ain’t that bad?) However, to me, this year’s National day was not my day-off at all. Hmm. Unlike every other year when I hung out with my friends, went to historic places or went picnic (OMG, I miss those things crazily), this year, I had to get back home and help my parents with repairing our house (again, hix). No one could ever have any idea ‘bout this. Though, of course, we hired a group of professional builder (or Bricklayer?), my father insists that we gotta help them a great deal. That’s why I set my status on Facebook “Getting tired of traveling between home and school, back and forth, again and again”. My daddy even got angry with me ‘coz I played truant to have some spare time playing Warcraft with my buddies. One more thing I hated ‘bout this “construction” stuff: our work often finished quite late, and mummy didn’t go to the market at all → certainly we had “nearly nothing” delicious for dinner but some instant food, eggs.... (I’m quite mad at those things!) Ah, another thing was that when I had to work really hard and got no chance going out, my “dear” brother (who just came back from Australia lately, who insisted on whether repairing the house or moving out by himself!) went out with his girlfriends (that is Girlfriends with S) all the time. Dad and mum even supported him to do so. Hmm. What on heaven could that be? That’s definitely an unfair matter to me! Finally, at the end of the day, I found myself exhausted, unsatisfied (in term of my starving stomach, hixxx), jealous of those who could go out... However, it was my job to help my parents and aid the bricklayers. Who son is gonna let his parents bring 15kg of bricks, cements for a long distance? That’s so bad. But of course I hope we can finish our house soon: It does consumes quite much of my time and energy. ^^

That was my life-story of last week, which is quite family-ly, right. By the way, I love my family. (Sometimes I even dream of having my own family, but is it too faraway? Maybe I’ll tell ‘bout my “dreamy family” later! ^^)