Saturday, October 27, 2007 ;
this morning i had i
quarrel with dad. okay, not quite of a
quarrel. more of debate actually. cos he wanted me to do the chores. like duh, i was
damnit reluctant. who in their right mind would
actually do chores? so anyway, i realised
lennon doesnt do chores. he just resembles a pig. sleeping,
rolling in mud! fine, he
doesnt roll in mud. but he has enough sebum on his face, we can cook egg on
it. according to mum anyway. at this point when i blogging, he is still sleeping. stupid pig. that
doesnt do anything much. the tot of it makes me boil. " but how come i
dont see
lennon doing anything much
arnd the house. " i started to interrogate dad. " well, girls who know how to do housework are better than those who
doesnt. " "why are you being so
stereotypical? what kind of century are we in now? " i continued. " since
houseworking girls are better, what about
houseworking guys? " i argued before he can defend himself. well, i cant exactly remember what he said, but i think he means " life rewards effort " or some crap i totally want to block out. i mean seriously
lah, dad obviously still lives in the 70's or something. girls are not born to do housework mind you. why do people see it that way? if
ppl ( like stone age dad ) thinks that way, can i say guys are destined to die on the battlefield? no right? it just makes me so mad. why are guys always seen as they are better off than girls? ( upon reading this, do NOT tag childish comments at my
tagboard. it
isnt exactly a
qn. ) it's not like
im gonna shun chores my whole life to prove my point. but
shouldnt guys also do a fair share? my parents are
soooo. ugh. so last century.
lol. I need to inform my parents where
im going if i come home after 7. that i understand. but my brother
doesnt. THAT i cannot understand. he is only say.. 15
mths older
than me. again, i questioned my mum about it. " cos
im responsible for you. and dad for
lennon. "
she gave me a f* convenient answer. she
didnt even look at me in the eye. excuses.
" you just like
lennon better! you bias shit! " okay! i
didnt say shit. but i did say bias. " if we are
bias, why are you eating all the chocolate? " or something about eating. and me being fatter. she then tries to avert this crisis by coughing out a laugh. but i can totally tell it was fake.
pls lah folks,
lennon is underweight. and guys have higher metabolism.
hmph. i was like damn upset! until my mum talked to me in private. something bout
lennon. and
dont even think i will write what she told me. what she said made my heart soften a little. but does this mean.. i
dont.. never mind. let's not rake it up. hmph anyway.
The pain sets in,
&I don't wanna cry,
I only feel gravity
&I wonder why;
11:22 AM
