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Tuesday, January 10, 2006


what we did today made me understand how pampered i am.
i am not allowed to touch any tools from the toolbox.
probably if you give me a hammer, i cant even hit the nail. poor aiming.
i'm told to shoo off, if i step into the room or the kitchen.
even if i wanted to help to do the teeny weeny stuffs, like wipe the floor, they said i cant even do a good job, which is pretty true.
well, i dont think i have any survival skills. everyone in the family are like serving me since young.
yes, i am a qian jing da xiao jie. i admit.
i cant cook.
i cant repair stuffs.
i cant even wipe the floor.
i cant do a lot of things.
all i know is stand at one corner and look at people.
i am practically useless.

:)