Monday, December 17, 2007 8:33 PM
im stuck at home like a fucking prisoner of war, whole day listen to my grandma complain, CAN DIE AH.
after dinner, she take the newspaper clean her hands and mouth, i say, "oi! ah ma! dirty la!" den she begins scolding me, saying wat i waste tissue paper, that all those poor people no tissue use newspaper, and that newspaper is PERFECTLY CLEAN. ohh ya, and when i try to explain, she say i nag at her, she say i scold her, den she complain to my father and i get grounded. ZZZZZZzzzzzzzz
next, when she wants to eat a sweet, ok i take for her, den i also tell her, dun eat too much its bad for health, and she screams, "WHY I CANNOT EAT SWEET??? EAT SWEET GOT WRONG MEH? WHY MUST U SCOLD ME WHEN I EAT SWEET?"
fucked up reasoning, i only say dun eat so much she say until where?
next, even though her clothes are being washed and dried, she complains, "the washing machine got problem is it? how come my clothes got so much sand!" and den i tell her, "its the skin on your hand that is dry thats why u feel like a lot of sand." den she replies, "no wad! really got SAND!!!"
WTH LA! EXPLAIN TO HER A FUCKING THOUSAND TIMES SHE STILL EVERYDAY COMPLAIN THE SAME THING. den wat she do the whole day? spend her day in the toilet scrubbing and trying to wash away the "SAND" oh her clothes, fucking how much water she wasted washing NOTHING!! and den when i tell her again, " please la ah ma, really no sand." den she starts scolding me all over again, and den i get scolding from my father again, and the
WHOLE STORY REPEATS ITSELF AGAIN.
im sick of this, im sick of home, get me out, dun care wat method u use, get a helicopter, an airplane, parachute,
I WANT TO GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!
Grandma: "Marca ah! my clothes got sand!"
ZZZ
