Kelyn hurt me today. And Shereen didn't help matters when she laughed along and made more "jokes". I know the both of you don't read my blog, but if ever you do, and you come across this post, know that I don't write what I'm going to write because I want to hurt you like you've hurt me. Because that's what friends aren't supposed to do. I'm just writing these down to let out the hurt and I hope you realize what you've done. I mean this especially for Kelyn.
Kelyn, I know you like to make "insulting jokes" like making fun of people's dressing and their attitude. At times, they're funny, but occasionally, your words can be really hurtful. I don't know what your intention was today...to irritate me? To distract me from watching my movie? Whatever it was, you said untrue things like I was a boastful girl just because I liked to speed when I ice-skate. What is wrong with that? Why must I slow myself down to you guys' pace when I know I can go faster? I want to enjoy myself, is that so wrong? I didn't speed along to show off that I can go faster than the rest of you. What will be the point of me going ice-skating if I only pretend to not know how to skate properly just so you wouldn't feel like a klutz? I don't think I've ever boasted of myself before right? If you want me to boast, I can do that you know.
You said I was boastful in a whisper. And you said some other things which I couldn't hear. And at that point I got angry and hurt and just ignored you. To me, if you're whispering about somebody, it is only because you know that your words will make the person hurt or angry. And you succeeded in doing both. What, just because I wanted to watch my movie and not hang out with you all gives you the right to do that to me? Must you insult me whenever I don't behave the way you like? And Shereen giggled along, thinking that Kelyn was just joking. Which I think you were trying to do. But remember, words carry meanings, even if you're only joking. And words can scar. You know, I almost cried at one point in the project room after you said something to me. Something I couldn't remember, but I just felt a little bit shocked that you said that to me.
The reason why I didn't say all of these things to you there and then is because I wouldn't know what would happen to our friendship. Would we be able to speak to one another again? You obviously didn't think of that. You think I'll just take it all in and play along all the time. You haven't seen my temper yet. If ever, this happens again, I'll have to say something back at you. Can't let you do this to me all the time.
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
5:45 PM
Had enough
After reading many posts on the mad bitch and the useless piles of shit, I'm sure you've all grown tired. So to make the long story short, my uncle went back to the mad bitch. She started to panic after my uncle really left home and started to get her daughters to ask their father how he's been, whether he has enough to eat...etc. So there, they're one big "happy" family again.
Anyway, now onto me! I've got a new MP4 player! It's a Creative Zen Vision M. 60G!!! I bought it at the Creative sales on Friday at $449. Original price was $549. So good bargain huh? It was really crowded man. I LOVE my new MP4. Looks so cool. But a bit bulky. Besides songs, it can play videos, keep photos, has an organizer, can record stuffs through its little microphone. And I think that's about it...hope I didn't miss out on any of its functions. Oh ya! You can change the wallpaper. Here's the pic.
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
7:09 PM
The mad bitch
The situation now has taken a turn for the worse. The mad bitch (I'm adding in the "mad" because she truly is mad now) has now thrown my uncle out of the house. About 2 days ago, she told 1 of her daughters to call her father that her mother doesn't want him to come back anymore. So currently, my uncle is staying with my eldest uncle. And today, the mad bitch told 1 of her daughters to call her father again (no guts to tell him directly), to tell him to pick up his stuffs. She's already had them packed.
You know what the mad bitch's real problem is (this is what I think), she wants a husband who always listens to her every wants and needs. Who always puts her ahead of everybody else. Who basically, sacrifices everything for her. So, in actual fact, she wants a westerner husband. You know, you have this delusion that men down there are more sensitive towards their women, based on what you've seen in TV and movies. Well, I'm sorry to burst your bubble bitch, but that only happens in the dream world, oh I'm sorry, YOUR dream world. Marriage isn't even supposed to be like that, especially according to the Islamic way.
The role of the wife is to serve Allah and to serve your husband. And NOT your husband serving you. Have you done your marriage good based on the Islamic law? Hell no!
The mad bitch actually hates my uncle. And I mean really loathe. Their marriage was on the rocks from the very beginning. She's threatened to commit suicide and make it look as though its all her husband's fault MANY times. Well, I'd be SOOO happy if she were to jump because she'll go straight to hell. Call yourself a religious person? HUH! You don't even know how to behave. There are many things that she's done that doesn't deserve the title wife or mother. But I won't say them here because this is a family problem and I don't wanna let out too much. Some things should just be kept secret.
But just know this everybody. I hope she dies a very, very long, sufferable and horrible death. I've never really hated anyone before, but she's at the top of the list.
Anyway, kicking the mad bitch aside, my mother just came back and was very pissed off at my eldest uncle. They got in a fight because he wants my other uncle to go back and resolve things with is wife. Well, the truth is, he doesn't want them to make peace, he just wants his privacy in his house. And my other uncle is taking that away. Selfish asshole. He even called the mad bitch, to try to reason out with her that my uncle should go home. Damn stupid. He doesn't even know an inch of what's been happening in their marriage. No surprises then, that the mad bitch yelled at him and slammed the phone. Serves him right, in a way. My mother, of course, told him off for being selfish.
There were a lot of things said by my eldest uncle which made my mother really angry and hurt. One of which is about my mother not discussing things with him first before they were carried out. He doesn't take the initiative to care for his own mother, so there's no point in discussing anything with him. He had the nerve to say those hurtful things to my mother after ALL the sacrifices she's made for him, just so he won't lose face. And this is how he repaid her, by condemning her actions and by criticizing her. Fucking asshole. I wonder what will happen if my mother abandoned him. He'll be lost for sure.
Saturday, May 19, 2007
11:07 AM
Breakdown...but not me
Yesterday, my mother brokedown in front of me. She didn't really breakdown and cried her heart out. But tears did fall. And that just told me how much her ungrateful piles of shits and the bitch have been hurting her and how much she's cracking down under the stress.
She's been constantly helping them with their problems, especially financially, and in return, not only were they ungrateful, they say that she's trying to be a busybody. I mean WHAT THE FUCK! They know that there's no one else that they can depend on and yet they have the nerve to say that to her. What kind of human, in his/her right mind would EVER say that to someone who've helped him/her.
And the bitch, who's now fed up that she won't have her way of taking care of my grandmother, has told my uncle to tell my mother not to buy for them anymore provisions. The maid is now staying at my eldest uncle's house. I think I can safely say that my grandmother won't ever stay at her other son's house. Ohhh...I wish I could have seen the bitch's face when she found out. For many, many years, my mother has been buying their provisions for them because of their financial difficulty. Did the bitch ever think whether her family can afford to buy the provisions with her husband's limited amount of pay? OF COURSE NOT. She's too stuck up to admit that she needs help. She says that if my mother were to buy anymore provisions, she would give them away. And she can even say to my uncle that he don't know how to stand up to my mother and not to listen to her all the time. In the first place, the bitch should learn how to be a PROPER wife and respect her husband and learn that he is the one IN-CHARGE. Stupid bitch.
All these people(I don't even like calling them people because they don't have hearts) just don't realize how much they depend on my mother. And yet, they dare upset her. She doesn't understand why when she helps people, they'll walk all over her as payment. People just see her as a source of money. But please! She's not working...where do you think all that money comes from? Do you have that thick a skin? And do they pay her back? HUH! Maybe in the next 30 years. They think that just because she's not working, then she must be shaking her legs at home everyday. How naive they are. She still has problems of her own and errands to run you dimwitted assholes. If strangers think like that, its not so bad. But even her worthless bunch of grateful piles of shit she has for siblings think like that too. I wish I can just slap some sense into them and tell them off and most important of all...not to bother my mother with their problems. Show them how much they need my mother after all and make them treat my mother better. What a bunch of asses I have as relatives.
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
11:25 PM
Brownie...lost...AGAIN
Just had another incident of Brownie getting lost again. But this time, I found her fast. And lucky for her too, she was with Kiki. This was what had happened:
My mother went out to water her plants and left the door open. So, Brownie must've went out as well, together with Kiki. My mother didn't see her again when she wanted to go back into the house. She only saw Kiki running up the stairs. I guess Brownie followed him or was being chased by him. Anyway, she just assumed that Brownie was already inside since she didn't see her outside. She closed the door. But after we called her several times, Brownie didn't show up. Usually, after a few calls, she would come out from wherever she was from. But at that time, she didn't. So, I started going up until I reached the 8th floor. But I still couldn't find her. Kiki was at the 5th floor when I was going up. Then, when I went back down and reached the 5th floor, I found Brownie. And nearby was Kiki. What a relief! Luckily she stayed close to Kiki or else she would have definitely gotten lost. Just going one floor up will confuse her. I know, pretty dumb cat right? I still love her. I guess sometimes, you just love the wierd things in life.
Wednesday, May 09, 2007
12:09 AM
Breakdown
This actually happened on Monday. But I only remembered to write this in now. I was on my way home from school, taking the MRT. When we reached Bugis, the train didn't move off right away. I thought...ok, there's nothing wrong...just like sometimes, the train stops for a while because maybe it's ahead of schedule. But the train didn't move off for about 5 minutes. It had some technicality problem and the operator told us all to alight the train and wait for the next one. Everybody was thinking like, what the hell? Its rush hour and this happens?
Well, the next train came along and people were just pressed together, trying to force themselves in. I knew straightaway that not all of us can get in. I was actually on my way in, when this bitch just cut me and forced herself ahead of me. And then you know what? I couldn't get in! Damn that ass! I wanted to push her away initially, but I didn't want to make a scene. BUT! When I got home and told my mother about it, she asked why didn't I do anything. And I thought it over, and yea, I SHOULD have done something since I was in the right of way. That improved my mood soooo much better...hmph.
Saturday, May 05, 2007
12:34 AM
Frustration, angst, hate
The maid is finally here. Remember I said the plan was to have my grandmother stay at my elder uncle's house with the maid looking after her? Well right now, plan kind of changed.
I have an auntie(by marriage) who's an utter control-freak. Everything must be to her liking, must be her way. She even controls her family. My younger uncle doesn't have the balls to put her in her place. So she's been running the entire show ever since they got married. She's also the biggest hypocrite I know. On the surface, she likes to help people, but beneath that facade she demands that everything be done her way. She doesn't like my mother, but she doesn't show it. She doesn't like her because she thinks that my uncle always listens to my mother and not to her, when it is really the other way round. In face, my mother has helped her several times already, but does she notice? Of course not. She thinks that my mother is just trying to be kpo and control everything. Wow...look who's talking.
She objects to the idea of not hiring a maid, saying that my grandmother doesn't like it. But let's face it, she doesn't like it either. So now, I don't know HOW it ended up like this, the maid will be staying with her in her house. But on the weekends, my uncle will take the maid away, with my grandmother. She actually wanted my grandmother and the maid to stay with her the entire time, but my mother forced my uncle to just take them away even if my auntie(I'd just like to call her the bitch now, if you don't mind)protests.
Now, the bitch already has 5 children to take care of. And yet, she insists on taking care of my grandmother. Getting the maid was supposed to ease her a little bit, but does she see it that way? No...she see's it as us rejecting my grandmother. Come on! Please, we all need a break, even you complained of my grandmother's behaviour. Don't come and say that you don't mind caring for her. You're just a fucking hypocrite.
And in the first place you're not the one who is even PAYING the maid so shut your trap and know your place. My mother could have confronted the bitch and ground her down anytime, but if she were to do that, then she will get dosa because they'll not talk to each other afterwards, for sure. She has hurt my mother many, many times that this one just infuriates me so much that I actually told my mother that if I'm not careful, I might just come up to her and slap the bitch's face. I take things very personally, like as though they were done to me myself, if anyone hurts or angers my mother. So don't you even dare do any harm to her. She's already under a lot of stress with her health and many other things without you adding on to it. You might think that only my mother is the one you're involving, but I'm just around the corner ready to smack you down if you ever cross the line.
Tuesday, May 01, 2007
1:07 AM
Brownie's bath
After I came home from school today(yesterday...since its after midnight already), I bathed Brownie because...she stank! This was the first time that I actually bathed her myself. Usually, my mother would be the one who bathes the cats.
So anyway, when Brownie realized what was happening, she started yowling. And her yowl is VERY loud. If you're not used to it, you'll have to shut your ears. This is one of the trademarks of Siamese cats. Their voices can go very loud, louder than other cats. Maybe I should record her voice whenever she has her bath and let you guys listen to it =D. She stared up at me like as though I betrayed her or something...hehe. Kiki was in the house too, so when Brownie started yowling, he joined in too while he paced outside the door. Its really cute of him...being so concerned. Most of the time, this would happen. But when its Kiki's time to have his bath, most of the time, Brownie wouldn't give a damn..hahaa. But there was one time when she yowled along with him too. We were all like, what's wrong with her? She's not the type to be concerned over others, least of all Kiki.
This is me
BORN: 7 July 1987
AGE: Do the math
LIKES: Cats...like duh...my blog url??? And SUPERNATURAL!!!!
DISLIKES: Hypocrites
These are just the basic things about me...if u wanna know more, just ask me.