SERIOUSLY, FRANKLY, TELL ME!!! WHAT DID I DO WRONG?!
my mom has some problem with her attitude towards people, at least just me. like WTH. she kind of starts of a conversation in a normal tone and then suddenly just leave it to die in silence. i tried to revive the conversation by getting her attention back to ME, YES HELLO RAWR ME!!! or like hint her about what he last sentence was... but i still get dao-ed. like WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?! the fact that im blogging about it means that this has happened A LOT OF TIMES and im really irritated by it. of course i've done a WHOLESOME lot of self-reflection as to WHO is the cause of it. but i only see all arrows pointing at the woman called my mother. RAWR. there's only 2 possibilities to this. ONE] she's getting some selective brain retardation that prevents her from speaking normally and NICELY to people like her younger daughter who happens to be me. TWO] she has AP--attitude problem. while i do NOT wish that the former happens to my mother, looking at the latter option doesnt make things easier for me. so hello to all people out there. GIVE ME SOME SOLUTION. err. not the liquid. RAWWWWWWRRRRR *pulls hair.
*sighs. this is such an unhappy day. i wake up to find myself with cramps, home alone, cold, bored... and now, MY EMAIL FLOODED AND SPAMMED BY FRIENDSTER AND FACEBOOK. luckily im smart to sign up all under ONE email account. or else i DIE. but still no difference.. my yahoo mail is also spammed by soccer people... *sighs.
ok. now that brother's wedding is officially over, and that he's at new zealand enjoying his honeymoon~~ T_T.. our family can now focus on house moving. i always knew parents could be very contradicting between themselves, sometimes even towards themselves.. but.. this has been happening rather TOO frequently that i banged my head on the wall in the toilet just now. my dad always tells us not to pick things up from downstairs, for fear it may bring extra dust and mites and stuff.. now that we've shifted our teak furniture to the new house.. he has brought up dozens of unwanted household items. from plastic cupboards to trays to shoeboxes... and blah. well, sister and me could only reassure ourselves that our dad is OKAY and we ARE glad that he's very well in sync with mom. *sighs. this house-moving is turning our family upside down. if there's any other worse description to tell you about me and my cats.. perhaps inside out.. which is err.. abit impossible. but i hope you get my idea.
it has been RAINing alot. in one way i hate it, because my entire family goes out shelter in cars.. leaving me home alone. which is damn depressing. can you believe i tried sleep UNDER the bed this afternoon in an attempt to understand my cats? ok. im crazy. im turning crazy. yepps. this is how much i hate rain.. as in the wet weather. don't get it wrong OKAY. i still like the cold weather due to the rain. A LOT of rain = A LOT of love too.
oh. sweet just flew back today. SELEMAT DATANG and piguin gracie auddog oba had gathering at PS. i should have gone. i hate hormones. RAWR. shit. there's liondance training tomorrow!! argh. *strangles goh and muffin.
All the sleepless nights; and the tears you cry at 8:29 PM
clawedwretch
she’s not here, she’s not there.
and she neither stays nor does she hide