so today was mum's birthday.
the 3 of us, sis bro and me, bought her a cake and some lipstick she said she wanted.
i sure as hell didnt know what the hell she was talking about when she specified the type; at least sis understood. (women have too many things).
so all i did was follow sis to tampines mall, helped, barely, in colour choosing, payed for the stick and bought the cake.
came home and did all there was to do for the usual cake-cutting ceremony in a birthday.

personally, i hate it when people sing the happy birthday song to me.
i'll just be standing there, armed with the knife to cut the cake, looking really stupid while everyone sings the song.
then i'll try to sing along and realise that i dunno what to say when the part to fill in the name comes:
'happy birthday to... erm... kishan? me? butthead?'

and so i stop and proceed to the being stupid while standing bit.

heard that, on top of physics, math and bio will also be given out tomorrow.
oh joy...