my father made me swear yesterday.
not swear as in 'fuck you, motherfucker' swear
but swear as in,

I, Faezah Seah, promise to take care of the sofa and the new cushions whenever I am in the house.

seriously, sofa & cushions?!
and I had to take the vow lah k,
since he refused to shut up.
and he actually sulked when my brother refused to take the 'I will take care of my new boots' vow.

a few days ago, he also made us say the 'no smoking' vow.
it went something like this:

I, Faezah Seah, promise not to smoke because it is bad for my health.

I happily took the vow because it would be of no problem to me.
and all these vows, it came complet with the handshake all okay.
I think the ordeal my father went through has done something to his head.

and I am sorry if all you read about is my father nowadays
but I really have nothing to blog about!
actually, I'm not sorry. hahahahah.
serve you all right lah.

okay, you know what.
I got to go.
I've got some growing up to do.