monono (阿蒋)
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《暗恋的借口》
阿蒋

每次哼着歌的旋律都是你爱听的歌曲
每次观看的连续剧都幻想着你的情绪
何时才能把你忘记
抹掉这懊悔的回忆

你我之间以朋友为起点
慢跑在校园的各个景点
听你说着生活里的大小事件
却始终跨越不到爱情的终点

是我太懦弱不敢说出口
是我太落魄才显得不够
是我太幼稚少了你要的成熟
借口留给自己, 只因为
你已拥入他人的心窝

最终你爱上了一个男生
我就渐渐在你的世界失声
最终你狠狠地把我忘记
我就在他的出现变成古迹
最终的我们也成为了你们
最终的我也只能带悔入坟

心血来潮， 写了一短词，见笑了！

Friday the 13th~

Long time no post, and yet I chose to post on this auspicious day...

Oh wells, I just wanted to find a place to mark my first day (prelude, i.e. only separators) of teeth braces.
Feels like Ugly Nicholas. Am Ugly Nicholas. The official first day with wire shall start next week but it's already feeling so uncomfortable. How am I suppose to endure this for the next 2 years!? Lol, typing of which, next wednesday will mark the end of 2yrs of shit. Can't wait for it :)

Rant Post

I've got so much angst right now, it's like the end of the world is coming...  (I seriously wish it is)

Seriously, after my mom had her hand operation, she's been breathing down everyone's neck, asking them to do this do that. I bet she feels great inside her now that she doesn't have to do many the chores at home. I've taken over most of the job, but she just seems to enjoy reprimanding me every time I wash the dishes, underwears and the family car. It's like I'm 1 year old and if she's not watching me, I'm gonna start drinking soap or hitting the plates with my head. (Not even 1 year olds do that!)

Guess what's more annoying than the annoying orange? Right, my mom. And I've to live with it every day. Now that she can't cook, we order catering for our dinner everyday. I'm like the only one who goes home everyday to accompany her eat, and she can't stop complaining about how lousy the food and how lousy her day is. My selfish sister stops coming home for dinner after the first night of catering and I've to live with it. She's like the one big egoistic monster! She washes her own underwear and keeps the rest of ém lying there and then starts ranting about me, saying why am I so lazy, so useless, so dependent and refuses to wash mine myself. Fck, I'm just gonna wash it later and you can't stop ranting?
Seriously, I don't fcking understand women. They are so full of themselves and then treats everyone like slave!

My mom's the worst of the lot though. The story goes like this:
The weekly car washing is done by me, so I should safely assume that I can OTOT (own time own target). I took my own sweet time cos I knew I've got the whole morning to wash the car. But NO! my mom is like a freaking control maniac!
"When are you going to wash the car? (x1000) Why are you still not going to wash the car? Still taking your time?"

FINE! I went down, and there she is, standing there like a boss.
"Why didn't you wet the car?" (I was about to do so)
"See la, I'm not here and you're not following procedures. Can do faster or not? See you do I very pek chek!" (I was trying to wear my earphones so I can block off all the noises)
And she continues walking around like a boss. After much boredom looking at me ignoring her, she went up (finally!).
When I'm finally about the water jet the car, I hear footsteps. When I looked up, she stood there eating a plum and looking down on me, like a boss. Fck, I was having trouble holding the hose such that it doesn't touch the car and there she is supervising me. Well done!
After all that's done, someone is supposed to drive the car back to a drier spot so I can wipe it dry. She went up and came down with the car keys. Cos of her hand operation, I asked her kindly if she could do it and where's dad. She freaking started complaining how she took the keys upstairs, shook it around and walked loudly but my dad still continued watching tv. So she had no choice  but to come down and drive herself. Women's logic?! Can't she just asked him to do it? Does she have to assume everyone is looking at her every move and infer what she wants us to do?
Damn, I just kept quiet and tried to let her get to me. But she just doesn't seem to get it. She continues to supervise me and rant about how I do not know how to wipe a car dry. I do not know how to rinse and clean the cloth. And the great her is teaching me all the godly skills she's acquired through all the effort in her life.

Ever since she's got her hand operated on, the family just seems to be falling apart. Gosh, she's actually quite impt! Either that, or her daily angst on a not-working-right-hand is tearing the family apart. I'd like to believe it's the latter. I can't be bothered to talk to my sister (cos she's just a fcking ranting bitch when she's with me and an annoying act cute lady with her bf). My ears are in pain from all the daily dosage of nagging my mom is administering. And I just get the cold shoulder from my dad, as always. Oh wells, at least I've still got my computer. And my bed. And my ipod. Man, I feel loved~

After much this much explosion of rant, it's time for some gaki to get the steam off my back.
Sorry for the long post.

It's official now. On the 4th day of 2012, I finally found out where I came from. My mum just declared I am a piece of shit that came out of her rectum.

Kinda solves all the mysteries as of why I'm so shitty! :/

I've lived 20 years of my life to find out that everything in my life is a misery.

I've been described as pessimistic, but I'd rather call it pragmatic. It's not surprising why I turned out this way.
Every other thought in my head somehow will have the word 'death' in it and I've got no idea why. In camp, I receive calls from NSman/ (worse still) NSman's wife to complain about the organization I'm currently enslaved to. At home, I'll duly receive my nagging for the day: laughing while watching shows will give me the title of a "crazy" person, while drawing pokemon will receive compliments like "无聊" or descriptions like "my life at home is a waste of time". In fact, I think I'm a waste of life, space and oxygen. (Lol, I've just proven my first sentence of this paragraph.)

What can I say? Life's a real bitch...

I'm sick and I'm in camp. Yet, I'm glad I'm not at home. When I'm finally on my way home, I walked with much dreaded steps. Am I weird? Shouldn't I be happily heading home where I can finally rest? Guess not, when you have a mom like mine. I hate it when I'm sick, not only because of the discomfort, but rather the incessant reprimands I receive from my mom. Is it my fault for getting sick so easily? Is it my fault I came to this world and brought so much trouble for her? She always complains that I don't go to sleep early enough, but does she know that I really can't sleep? She always complains that I'm weak, but does she know that I'm don't enjoy being sick as well? Maybe she thinks I love going for surgeries or staying in hospitals. Maybe she thinks that every human should behave like her; if she doesn't fall sick as often, why should I fall ill so frequently? Well, I'm sorry for not living up to her expectations. I'm sorry for being so "麻烦"(as she likes to put it). I'm sorry I'm still alive...

I don't hate my mom, but she makes it hard not to. I don't know what's with her, but people often compliment her for being so capable of raising such obedient kids. But at what cost? Us "obedient" kids that don't even want to talk to her anymore after we have gained financial independence? My sister has finally reached that stage, and I'm not surprised that my sister totally hates talking to my mom; the amount of time she spent with mom is probably not even 2hrs a week! If you ever thought Kim Jong Il is a tough autocratic leader, wait till you live with my mom.

 I've lived more than 20 years of HER life, is it time for me to live it my way?
New Year's Resolutions:Live the way I want!

114 Days

Merry Christmas! Hohoho!

Had one of the boring-est xmas eve dinner ever...
Mainly an oven-baked lagsane and a packet of instant noodles. Alone.

Lol! Then my parents came home with a packet of Texas Chicken (which I couldn't eat at all, cos I was too full) and we watched Green Lantern on TV. I went to sleep at 11pm.

p.s. how boring can this post get.