as what the title had said, im gonna blog about it. no pictures, thou.. sorry!
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somehow, i feel that i never fail to bring up my parents on my blog, time & time again.

just so you know..

my dad gets pretty unreasonable at times, its like the whole world is wrong but he is correct. my mom know that he gt this fucked up att, somehow she decide to go against him.

u said, whats the big deal, its the adults problem, anyways.

yeah right, who gets all the shit-ass nonsense? moi. i get it or even my brothers.

so my mom is out with her friends and not back home yet, its 6 minutes to 3am. i called her earlier on to ask her to come back quickly just in case my dad wakes up t find his wife not home yet, he wld start his grumbling and swearing.

getting me to call her.. fuck, right? right..

so to save myself from getting burnt in the ass. i called her like what ive mentioned.. her replies made me super fucked up and pissed at the same time.

i cant be bothered already, yet my replies to her were oh-so-sarcastic. if youre in my shoes, you would fully understand why i had to reply her that way. -_-

caron: hello?? ma, its gonna be 3 soon. are you coming back any time soon?

mom: yes, im coming back already. is dad awake? did he wake up..?

caron: do u think i will be able to call u to ask what time ure coming back if hes awake like..
now?? without him calling you and swear? -_-

mom: ok, fine. i told him earlier that my friends wld be coming down to meet me.

caron: yeah so? u know his character. he doesnt give a shit if you had informed him beforehand or not. he gets pissed to be awake in the middle of the night and not see u home yet.

mom: ok. ok.. call me once he is awake, im on my way back..(trust me, when she says that. her ass is still not moving, she is just saying to entertain me asking her to come home.)

caron: ma, guess what? i wont be able to beep you to signal that dad's awake. he wld be asking me if ure back or not and stuff and if he sees me texting, he wld obviously ask what the hell i am doing and suspects i am texting you to get u to come back. so will you, PLEASE.. for once.. just come back and not let dad make a din in the hse and as well as living hell for me?!

all she fucking replied was,

mom: ok ok, i will, i will. (!!!!!)
caron: aiya, i dont know la! just come back NOW la! *hangs up*

yes, i hanged up on her before she finished what she has to say, which i already know what she has to say.. 'ok, awhile more.'

now, you think i dont show any respect for my mom nor my dad. youre entirely wrong. lemme tell you, i treat my parents with respect. just that the way i talk doesnt look convincing enough to think i respect em.

that is how i talk.. when im pissed and ive done nothing wrong and getting my ass burnt for nothing.

seriously, why cant my parents compromise? yes i know, mom is catching up with ex-colleagues, she once worked with at Mandarin Hotel. but that doesnt mean you can hang out till wee hours of the morn and not come home and when asked, she just answers.. yeah coming back now but after an hour or 2 later.. u still find her sitting there, chatting with her friends.

seriously! i know i have no rights to be asking when is my mom coming home and stuff. but i have to, with an unreasonable dad like that, who breathes fire when things dun go his way and i get into trouble for something i know im not part of it. unfair or what? u ask me.

i dont know la! its really irritating at times. i mean, all the time when this happen.
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apart from my annoying and unwilling to compromise parents.. my fingers are irritating me too. both my hands are dry and itchy. condition, worsen. damn the latex gloves that had to be worn during service..(handling food. all about hygeine.)

and i cant bear the itch, i just scratch my hands. now ive gt scars all over my hands and fingers. scratch marks and cuts. fuck, my hands are extra fugly now.
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damn, im gonna go do something totally outta everyone's mind. (: i shall reveal it at the end of the year.(hopefully) might be shocking to some, i guess?

well, not breast argumentation or sex change la. lol.

hari raya haji, today! all muslims, hari raya haji! (: yes, hari raya haji to myself too, cos its my day -off. happy or what? very!

ok, off from here. youtube videos for a lil while. sleeping soon! comfy bed and snuggle, snuggle under my blanket, soft pillows and bolster. my only companion.. heh

later on.. grandma's house, i go!

ya la, i got no life.

bye.
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p.s: ok, i guess i am not being emo. memories of the past as i read my journal entries. heh. but whatever that is, its all at the back of my mind now. thanks for that text. its been awhile since i last recieve a text lik that. even thou u bid farewell to me on msn and say ure sleepy and heading to bed.

but to think, u even bother to whip out your phone to pen those words down and sending it to me is enough to show that ure a really nice friend. heh. glad to have u as my friend. cheers!

i doubt ure reading this. ha ha. (: