20090104

2009.

first post of the year! totally lagging behind here, cause foxy cleopetra is only working fine after the whole new-hard disk thingy. horrendous experience, seeing the blue screen after tremendous pressing of the 'off' button and having to pay for help. let's hope she doesnt die after a few months of motherboard problems. i do not have any cash for a new laptop. and i dont want to ask my mum either.

speaking of my mother, is it just mine or are all mothers experiencing pms/menopause full-forced? my mother has been going madder and madderer since.. well, ever since she hit 40. i cannot wait to run away to Orlando soon cause she has been threatening that she's s-e-r-i-o-u-s about not letting me go or not paying or too poor to pay. too many variations of the story, but all the same.

this morning's episode left me confused more than ever. because i still have no idea why she's sooo mad. (i think i talked in my sleep, replying rubbish to her whatever question without thinking. it's actually quite funny now that i think about it. maybe i'll let her know of the humour later on when she's not so angry.) one moment i was dreaming, and the next, i have all my magazines and dvds flunked across the room at me on the bed and everything within 50cm radius of the door (like the clothes on my easy-chair and somemore books) ends up scattered on the floor. there i was, sprung from sleeping position and watching her; elbows got scratched cause you know how bulky Vogues are and man those paper-cut-worthy glossy pages. it was immensely berserk. (or maybe it was a sign from God that i need to clean my room)

no, it's hardly domestic violence cause we're Chinese remember? "spare the rod things-around-you and spoil the child". ever so wicked, those ancestors' teachings.

i hope i dont turn into any angsty old woman when i hit the Big Four-O!
it's too hard on the world, my dears.

anyways, with recent boom of my social calender, please refer to facebook for pictures cause i am too lazy to upload. i think it's cause i am going out and having fun more, my mother thinks that i have changed and doesnt care about and help the family. seriously, just because i am cooped up at home doesnt mean i will be doing anything productive. parents just dont get it.




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