Love my iphone

My iPhone is just like my laptop. Love it sooo much! With this little gadget in my hands, I can do almost everything I do with my laptop.

It is always my excuse for not getting to the lonely laptop on my study table. I love my bed so much that I wish I can eat, sleep, watch tv and do almost everything (except shitting) while resting on my bed. My dad says I am like paralyzed child. My mum says I am lazy. My brother can’t say much abt me because he is very much the same as me.

It’s Saturday! My sleeping day. Time to sleep!!!

I should have listened to my mum.

“You should just learn to stop saying whatever that comes to your mind”

“You should think about how people will interpret what you say. You might not mean it that way, but people will see it that way”

My mum always scolded me for being insensitive, but I chose to ignore. It seems to me that I should have listened to her. Rather than learning it through the hard way, paying such a high price for a lesson which I should have learnt when my mum told me so.