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Xue Fen.
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Wednesday, June 28, 2006

T_T... My brother's crying. All of a sudden i feel so guilty for calling him names like asshole, idiot etc. whan i'm so mad that his using the computer. I LOVE YOU, MY BROTHER!!!

My mother just finish saying her piece of mind, nagging abt how lazy her kids were, as usual. Sometimes i think she expects too much from her kids. It's like she wants her kids to be so damn intelligent, well-behaved, studying whenever she sees them, doing ALL the housework (cause her legs feels itchy whenever she comes back home, and she's blaming us for that). Wonderkids~

Well, u reap what u sow u know. U cant expect a genius kid when u and ur husband aren't that smart. That's the way of life.

It's a daily routine that when she comes back, she will start nagging, abt our cups, the clothes, the floor, the basin. Den she will start saying how she wished she could die early so to see us suffer without her blah blah blah. -.-'' Haiz...

Most of this will be all blamed to my brother, cause...
  1. His not good at his studies.
  2. His the only guy in the house.
  3. I will give attitude and argue back while he will just listen and do.
  4. Maybe cause my mother couldn't out-talk my dad so she take it all out at my brother whom kinda resembles my father somehow.
  5. Or could be cause his not that good-looking?

Well... I must admit i rather she blame everything to my brother otherwise i will be the one suffering the same fate as him now. My poor bother. I guess he couldnt take it anymore that's why he hid in my room to cry. Hao Ke lian. T_T

Sometimes i cant stand my mum. She always comepare us with herself when she's a kid/teenager or some other mo mo kids which is better den us of course. Why must she always compare us with the better ones and not the lousier ones? Are we really that bad, dumb, ill-breds? I think she's very fortunate to have us. Such well-behaved, innocents children. Haiz.. humans just wont realise how fortunate they are.



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