Had a haircut 10 mins straight after i woke up, plain craziness. Aunt & uncle ( my dad's side, which i never quarelled with, i quarelled with the ones on my mum's side) brought me out for a movie, "881". Goodness me, it's a hokkien musical lahh. Can't believe i actually watched it, i suddenly find hokkien songs nice, i was amazed they had techno and such, but yeah, cool. Had great wanton mee for dinner and off to meet brandon. "Ring, ring ring", i picked up the phone. " Hey, i forgot today was your dad's birthday, hurry and get him something !" That was my mum, so much for the years they were married, funnaye ! I was in plaza singapura at that very moment and had not much cash on me, the shops there sells stuffs expensive enough to wipe my ass if i paid in 2 dollar notes. So i bought a cake (apparently it costed me 38 bucks = nineteen 2 dollar notes. More than enough to wipe 3 person's ass after shitting). Rushed backed before the whole family starts to doze of, like what we all do on birthdays, yes yes, we sang happy birthday dad and ate the cake. I think being stupid is contagious. My "brother", jacky. Danced to michael jackson's music and started doing a moonwalk ( tip toes and moves backwards ) and all other wooden like (stiff) movement nothing like what MJ did. I think that was the ultimate present for my dad, he laughed so hard. So next year, i'll dance MJ for him, the wooden like style of course. Now, jacky calls himself Michael Jacky. Retarded shit, i took a video of him doing those retarded moves, i'm going to show it to everybody.