Wednesday, July 15, 2009

2nd Entry: Today was another good day. Mommy, Mervin, Cam, Laura, and I decided to postpone our weekly trip to u of t to today. Let's just say, "working out" at the gym to us consists of us talking more than actually "working." Hey at least our mouths get abs and muscles =) While we were "working out" we were also waiting for our friend Esther to show up. It sure was a mistake introducing her to Mervin, because now, I have competition =( As if that was not bad enough, they have soo much in common, just the fact that they're both pedophiles already gave Mervin a giant step ahead of me >.<; I guess it wasn't such a great day.

After we ate our fat meal at popeyes, Cam, Laura, and my wife (she just doesn't know it yet) Esther left. Mervin, Mommy, and I needed time to kill so we decided to head to Eatons and visit Christine at work. We decided to wait for her to finish work and then walk her home before we leave to Kathleen's place. During our wait, I sadly had to witness Mervin molesting my own mother in front of my very own eyes. Can you say... disturbing? Of course I tried to help her, but Mervin was too darn persistent. After our tutorial on pubic hairs, given by Prof. Fermin, Christine finally came out. We dropped by Timmies on our way and then left to Kathleen's place.

Well, we decided to hold a very important meeting at Kathleen's place, but... that just never crossed our mind as soon as hair products were whipped out. While Kathleen was beautifying her hair and mommy was watching youtube videos (is this all she does? LOL) I did Mervin, Peter, and Matthew's hair... the one on their head. I must say, I think I did a pretty good job on Mervin and Peter's head, and Matthew... well... I tried, but white people's hair seem much more difficult for me to master >.<; Maybe next time... if Matthew would even give me a next time. Soonafter, Matthew, Mommy, and I left early. Of course, the day does not end here, if it did, we wouln't be called the GPC. Everything in life to us have a twist and a touch of danger. For example, crossing the street cannot be simply a safe walk from one side to the other, oh no, of course Mommy has to grab my arm and drag me into the middle of the street when cars are turning. Yep, thats our life to you folks... well, my life.

So I'm going to end today's life story with a little emo thought I have had as soon as I got home today. Those of you who know me best know that the only REAL fear I have is to be lonely and lose the friendships that I have made throughout the years. I thought to myself, what if in the near future, we would not have random hangout days like today. For example, what if the people I hang out with at the u of t gym will not be the family I was with today, or the house I will be chilling at, will no longer consist of the GPC and then some. I mean, of course we will all make new friends, but I would still love to have days where I get to hang out with all the old people at least once every two weeks? every week? Okay, that is a bit much to ask for, but you know? I just don't want to become strangers when we meet up. I don't want to face the situation where I see for example, Mommy or Kathleen, where we only stop to say hi and ask whats up and then walk away. Aiya, I would honestly cut myself, and if I'm still alive, search for the gun that I use to play Nintendo (the VERYYY old one, the duck hunt game? yaa) and shoot myself in the head.
Well, wasn't that emo for Peter Nguyen.