Monday, June 1, 2009.

My stupid younger sister.

yes, no surprise here.
majority of my problems in the house is my younger sister.
why?
god knows man.

yea sure, i pick on her.
why?
because she has no fucking manners.

and when i try to teach her, my mother or grandmother SCREAMS at me.
'Can't you talk to her nicely?!'
'Don't talk to her!'
'Leave her alone!'

fuck you all bitches.

I am not trying to like, strangle her, rip her corpse into pieces, and sell them as meat to other people.

I am trying to teach her,
1) how to speak properly.
2) manners.
3) table manners.
4) how to at least sit properly.
5) how to behave.
6) give some respect to my grandmother and mother and everyone else in the family.

and oh. what do i get?
I get names like, I am a useless sister, blah blah blah.

and i just fought with them.
how did it go? here it is.

nat-crying her ass out. AHMA!!! ER JIE DON WAN TO GIVE ME EAT HER CRISP CHOCOLATE! SHE IS A VERY RUDE AND SELFISH GIRL! SHE VERY RUDE TO ME!
me- Yes, exactly. I don selfish and rude, thats why i don wanna give you. And why should i give it to you anyways? You don even know how to ask properly.
nat- cries and says the same thing over and over.
me- ignores her.
nat- I am your younger sister you know! You are supposed to share it with me!
me- so what? big deal. why should i share with you?
nat- keeps quiet.
me- goes back to work.

and well it is kinda long, and mostly she kept making comments at me and saying that i am rude and selfish.
oh yes, i remember saying to her.
'this is exactly why i don wanna stay at home.'
this happened when my grandmother was cooking btw.

and when my grandmother came out, she wailed from the living room, to my grandmother who was at the computer area.

nat- says the same thing over and over.
grandmother- don eat it! don care!
me- types away at homework.
nat- cry and cry.
grandmother- why you don wanna give her!
me- WHY?! WHY?! Because she cannot even ask properly!
grandmother- ya! but you are not any better!
me- thats why! i am trying to teach her, and when i do. you and mother always say, leave her alone, don bother, don teach her! and than you all come and scold me!
grandmother- ya! nvm. don worry. i am gonna go home to pack my house and leave with nat! than you and your mother can suffer! i am already damn sian of seeing you! and when i leave, you can become Queen!
me- ME? BECOME QUEEN?! (i was already shouting at this point, and my grandmother didn't even bother to look at me.) HA! i become Queen for what? you think i am doing all these to gain the title of queen?! i couldn't care less about what title or status i hold! all i want to do, is to teach her how to talk properly.
grandmother- tries to cut in.

me- raise my voice louder. because she did not even ask properly! she did not ask, 'Er jie! can you please share with me a piece of your chocolate?!' did she say this?! NO! instead she says i never share with her, i am a rude and selfish person. and she cries. she screams and shouts at me. and you all come and scold me for no darn reason! because i am just trying to teach her manners!
grandmother- quiet for a while. than she speaks. but you can speak to her nicely what! you are like your father like that! don't know how to speak at all! it is in your genes.
blah blah blah.
me- he IS my father.

and thats it. (:

wow. sure is long eh? but i feel better already.
and since she is leaving later with nat. which at first did not want nat to follow her.
I am not gonna stay at home.

hell no, i am not gonna run away. ==
i am just gonna go to amk library to study.
at home there are too many distractions. and i have no self control. so yeah.

anyhow. bye all.

sorry for the wall of complains again.

p.s
crisp crunch, not crisp chocolate.
p.p.s
and yes, i am still gonna give it to her. sigh. FAIL.

{ 10:51 AM }

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