Thursday, October 18, 2007











okayy people.


i have stuff to blog about.


gross, queasy, hair raising stuff.


if you're squeamish, and wish to retain whatever's left


of your good image of me in your mind,



then i suggest you dont read this.



hahaha.



because i'm about to reveal how disgusting the real sara is.




Muahahahaha.




okayy.



just to whet your appetite up for the real thing,


i shall tell you about my brother's abnormal, borderline psychotic reaction


when he came home from work yesterday.




you see.


he's currently having his week of attachment



as the A&E Emergancy department.



yupp.


and while i was using the computer yesterday,


eagerly trying out my new game


RollerCoaster Tycoon 3 (okayy, i know thats abit slow)


my brother came prancing into the room.


Fresh home from the ER,


with a excited smile on his face.



"Hey hey look, look!!"



(he waves wildy at me, trying to get my attention.)




and i turned reluctantly from my game, and look at what i saw,


























yupp.




Your guess is correct!




Thats blood alright.




and he got its sprayed all over his uniform.




on his shirt, and pants,




and he even turned to the back and showed me the additional sprays




behind.




well, coming from a family of nurses, and also due to the fact that i




was too engrossed in choosing the colour of balloons in my theme park,




i didnt even bother to ask him how he got vandalized by blood.




however, even if i did, (which i swear i dont), i cant possibly blog about it.




since its like breaching the "code of confidenciality" (however you spell the word).




yupp.




so too bad peeps.




no gruesome, bloody juicy murder story.




and just for your information,




i wasnt the one who took the pictures of the bloodstains.




my over excited brother did.




with my phone.




:)







anyways.




guess what just happened awhile back that was responsible




for my sudden urge to blog.




haha.




less than 20 mins ago (okayy, might have been abit longer than that since it took me while to do the pictures and shit.)







while i was in my own room,




happily minding my own business.




i heard my mother exclaim loudly from the kitchen.




"OH GOD!"




And that soon followed by an expected,







"SARA! WHAT DID YOU PUT INSIDE THE MICROWAVE OVEN!"




and i was like "oh fuck, what did i do."




and i sat for awhile, trying to rapidly recall my microwave history over the past few days.




but to my avail, i couldnt for the life of me remember using the microwave recently.




anyways, i rose heavily from my chair, sighing and being all "resigned to my fate".







and when i got to the kitchen, my mum and dad were just both standing there.




looking at me with an unreadable expression.




sort of like they didnt know how and what to think.




haha.




it was quite a funny moment.




but i was used to these kinda situations.




so i went over to the oven and cautiously pressed the open button,




making sure to keep utmost distance and held my breath.




and when the oven door sprung open




(all went deathly still for a moment).




and i peered at the object on a plate, narrowing my eyes and scrutinizing it.




take a look at what i saw.




and try to figure it out for yourself.




hahaha.
















can you tell what is is?



i think not.



it was like that for me too.



haha.



only until my mother went very disgustedly



"i think its a sausage."




i know the pictures arent very clear.

but they will have to do.

do you have any idea how difficult it was for me to reach my hand into the microwave to snap pictures of that?

anyway.

yupp.

they are sauages.

left to gather mould for many many days,

haha.

kinda looks like thsoe chicken cheese sticks from burger king huh?

hahahaha.

used to be my favourites.

oh wells.

i'll just leave you to digest this.

hope you've eaten dinner.

or if you haven.

hope you're not the sqeamish type.

hahaha.

toodles.

(by the way. this post was pretty old. but i never got ard to posting it till now. but whatever. haha .)






































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