Archive for May, 2005

sunday night

Sunday, May 15th, 2005

sunday nights are creepy…the next morning, you gotta get ready for work, school, commitments…etc..etc… my sunday nights??a lot of shifting…transferring my stuff and bags back to my dad’s place…then from monday to friday, stay at his haven… on saturdays and sundays….i gotta pack my stuff again to my mum’s. i hated it when it comes to transportation wise…i don’t own a car, moreover my dad isn’t gonna get me one…so i rely on my mum, my bro and my sister…which sometimes it can be quite a nuisance to organise my to and fro transportation. hectic schedule don’t you think so?weekends at my mum’s place can be really creepy,where there is no one at home. to stay at my dad’s? i can’t stand the pressure building up there…

so guess what i normally do on sunday nights? yeap…post crap in my blog…where creativity flows.sit on the couch stare at the wall. there’s no exact family day. not for once…my whole family…complete…sit down and eat at dinner time…sometimes i wish it will happen…to see your family members side by side…chewing and swallowing food….i must be crazy to have this wish….not that i am still crying inside cuz of the situation of my family..but what if? haih…guess i should stop day dreaming huh???i think sunday nights makes me miserable..hehehe…..

why mums are monsters

Saturday, May 14th, 2005

why mothers are monsters?gosh….that’s what comes to your mind everytime you have an arguement with your mum..fact is,some mothers are MONSTERS. you don’t clean your room, you get screwed. you messed up with instructions from the wide red eyed mother, oh boy, another in the running. you got into trouble, they muttered why they give birth to you in the first place. run off with a guy, they track you down and bash you up. that bad? challenge my mum. she puts the blame on everyone when it comes to a small matter. scowls her own mother. mind you my grandma’s old. when my mum’s in the heat, the whole household will get shaken to the core. as if we owe her lots. i mean. which mum mumbles about giving a lift to your friend who lives nearby? she will tell my friend to pay up for the petrol. gosh!!talk about being in a friendly neighbourhood. my parents are divorced, where at times it is hard to have family gatherings. for example, celebrate new year. ya, someone might reprociate that i get lots of red packets for having two sides of my family. but to please them and put my parents next to each other?it’s like mixing oil with water.my mum will scowl my dad, and my dad will assume she’s singing a terrible song. no one in my family can tolerate her. you might scowl me for being indecent for trashmouthing bout my mother, truth is she’s too much sometimes. high and mighty type of superior. when it comes to housework, all of us will get front seat tickets to go to the anger absorbtion movie starring my mother. it’s not that my siblings and i don’t do our household chores, to her it’s like not enough. think about it. my mum’s not working. she is a fulltime housewife who can easily manage to clean up a small household. when no one does the job, she puts the blame on me when i get back home.mind you i don’t live with her. i got kicked out by her own mouth. after classes i come back to her house sometimes. i even helped out. now what’s her problem?she said i was being ungrateful and spreading rumours about her kicking me out. come on…i was having a big exam, she screwed me up for no reason, which the real culprit was my sister and got away with it(i don’t blame her) and screamed at me…don’t you ever come back to this house anymore. get out.so i did. and she got away with it, saying that i was being immature and it wasnt true that she did say it. would you be pissed for being denied?if it was my mistake, i sure will admit it. but she doesnt. who’s the monster now? what is good for her?that her children stick close to her everyday?we are all grown up, the way a child should be, but to be perfect? i can’t make that real. furthermore, which mother counts every single cent she spend on you?can any of you tell me that your mum does it? coz i don’t think my mum’s normal.

yeah, i admit, it’s bad to talk trash bout your own mother. but it’s too much. she aggravates me. one is enough.lets just cross fingers hoping that my stepmum won’t be like her in the near future.don’t get me wrong, i still love my mum. but the things she do..i can’t cope with it for now…im not being ungrateful. im just pointing out that there’s a monster in my mother and it’s growing. hope i can manage to put it to a stop…..it’s infectious….