Monday, January 17, 2011
A Black Hole
My wacky family has always been haywire. One is an emotional king, another is a pessimist in disguise, another one is a failure to launch, and then there's self-acclaimed cleopetra. So this few weeks has been busy, as you can see, from Balak*ng to Subang, and from Subang to Botanic, from Botanic to home, and its already 10pm. =.=
I'm complaining, oh yes I am. But mom seems to ignored it through her laughs and jokes, and then it all seems to be swept under the carpet.
Dad on the other hand has this wind in the head where he suddenly gives us the silent treatment for the whole day.
My power-seeking sis just gave birth and baby R*i is so beautiful and adorable. But all she does was nag all day and complains about mom not raising her up good enough. I mean God! Who goes on and on about mom not teaching you how to wash your ** after toilet and other hygiene factor? You think you can raise a kid like mom and dad does? No way, your kid is just going to run away like you do, suffice to say. I know that's mean, but that's what I feel.
My bro next door is really being an ass somehow when shown with baby Rui's picture he would just snort and sort of resent. I mean it's not your sis you're looking at, but the baby. He's tied in the family bond too. Someway or another, I felt annoyed by his attitude of keep taking my car out like it is his. I mean GOD you're already 30, look at yourself get a job, and pump the fucking petrol when you come home from GOD-Knows-Where!
I have all this rage. It's seems to be like a black hole sinking deeper and deeper.
