bitchingbitchingbitching. it sure as hell annoys me, a lot. i dont mind having visitors. i love having visitors. but well, yea, what annoys me most is that my brother not only does not need to lift a finger around the house and boss everyone else to do his dirty work for him but, gets a whole bigass room to himself, while i had NO FUCKING PLACE to sleep. even the sofas were taken up. fine, i sucked it up and pretended to be nice to everyone.
I FUCKING HATE IT WHEN I HAVE TO PRETEND TO BE NICE. how not to go crazy when everyone’s so pissing me off but i have to keep smiling. ive been really patient. ive been so pissed at so many people but im always telling myself to drop it off and not cause a havoc. HOW NOT TO FUCKING GO INSANE, WEI. everyone seems to LOVE climbing on top of my head. just because i dont flip after the first few times does not mean I WILL NOT FLIP ever. okay, so fine, the no-place-to-sleep thing was solved with me squeezing with my sister on my parent’s floor, covered with lotsa yet-to-be-ironed clothes. the whole place’s a mess but then again, when was it not? i actually waited till like 3-ish am although i was so tired since 10pm because i had no place to sleep and mind you, im not pissed at my visitors but how selfish some people can get. the smarter ones among you would’ve known who by now.
got up halfway with a pain in my back. i kept silence. my parents wanted to move around the room in the morning and i was blocking their way since i lay my big-fat-ass body on the only space left for them to walk. got up and slept on their bed instead. sucks, of course but it was better than lying on the cold hard floor. so yea, i had my few hours of sleep before i had to get up and layaned people. i know there are shit load of relatives reading this site but let me remind you, what you read here stays here and im not bitching about the visitors either.
so yea, did all the layaning and stuff and then i had to nap cos it was tiring okay. finally manage to get to bed (and with that, i meant my parent’s bed) around 5+ pm. toss around it for quite a while because i wasnt used to the bed and it was frigging hot. it just feels different to sleep on my parent’s bed but it was better than nothing. around 6-ish, my sis barged into the room, screaming on top of her lungs at me. WHATTTTTHEEEFUCCCCKKKLAAAAAAA. i pretended not to layan and tried to sleep and i did manage to sleep back. twenty minutes later, it was my mom’s turn. “OIKS WAKE UP LA. HOW LONG DO YOU WANNA SLEEEP?! blahblahblahblahblah”. okay, i was damn irritated but i got up, as always, keeping mum about things.
then came dinnertime. okay, as if those of you from the teo family dunno that mama, my granny, likes to well, poke her nose into other people’s business but yea, i mean she’s the oldest in the family so she has every right to point things out and screw me. that, is my bad. it’s wrong for me to ignore her when she scolds me but i know if i were to actually layan back, i’ll fcking blow my top. so i keep quiet la. im getting damn good at ignoring people these days. i tell you, i was burning inside because ive been keeping all my angry, unhappy thoughts and behsyiokness in me for weeks but i kept quiet. then my mom did a kind reminder to not finish the dishes and keep for my princely brother. then an unhappy thought striked me. not because i didnt wanna keep the dishes for him, but, i just realise he had been sleeping the whole damn while and so i began being sarcastic to my mom.
“so where’s daxter, then?”
“oh, dont you want to wake him up?”
*mom kept quiet cos she knew where this was heading*
“lucky thing. he gets to sleep for hours”
“go wake him up la”
“oh, why cant you? arent you good at it?”
“eh, you wanna sleep. u go sleep back la. why are u making so much noise”
“after all these years, you dunno that ive always had trouble sleeping?”
*mom continues keeping quiet*
“so suddenly, after waking me up, i get to sleep back again. wow!”
and yea, the argument started and lil cutesy granny had to butt in and then the whole anti-becky talk happens. weee…. i feel so damn loved. i do. then my princely brother happily gets up, stretches his arms and ask, “so what’s for dinner?” WAH SO DAMN HELPFUL wei. it’s no wonder the house is sparkly clean and so neat and tidy. what would this house be without my brother? *dances around at the happy thought* then he walks up to the table and checks on the dishes before turning to me and say, “I WANT THE COMPUTER!”. ohh… so he wants the computer. okay, i’ll kow tow and give him the computer. you see, we all love him very much. he’s after all, the prince of the family isnt he? even stoney loses out big time. tsk tsk tsk… what would the ooi family be, without him?
p/s: another kind reminder, to relatives who read or friends who knows my brother, thank you for keeping your mouth zip. not being rude here but what i say in my blog, stays here. oh wait, my bro reads my site. hello, thanks for reading and know exactly how i feel about things. 😉
(/edited) @ 4:42am, nov 3rd
cant sleep just yet and ive got video editing at 11am. great! more pix @ tickleme.multiply.com.