Hatred

There's so much of hatred in my family. Honestly. So sick of it all. I really am so saddned by my family and sometimes to the point of disgust more than disappointment. Mom's forever nagging. And though some of you may find her cute and funny, if you live here, you'll know that's so not true on a daily basis. You'll hear endless whining, complaints, nagging, ranting, gossips, swearing and on and on and on. Yeah I grew up with all these being drilled into my head. How my mom hates my grandmother and even my dad and all the things that she suffered, put up, be bullied, blah blah blah. Basically all she does is say how good she is and how the whole world has mistreated her, especially after she married my dad, gave birth to us. And how even giving birth to a piece of char siew is better than us, coz at least she can eat it! How she is so pathetic and poor thing and all.Yeah big pity party... and after ALL these years, it's still the same!

I know that in the chinese saying, I'll probably get struck by lightening. But man I kid you not. It's so tiring living in this house, which is not even a home. Hearing all the quarrels, witnessing al the endless fights which are like so DER! Oh well, that should give you some idea as to why I never ever want to work in the same line as my dad. Anything that is even remotely associated with them makes me so sick.

Think I have said enough. So if I ever ever sound like my mom, God forbid! Please stop me and let me know. Still have an insurance to take on saturday and in the morning! Why must I even do all these? Like I bloody give a care!