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Thursday, November 27, 2008


okay another quarrel with my mum. and no, i'm not gonna swear. i've already promised myself not to swear when i'm pissed. and i've been doing pretty good at it! i think the last time i sweared was ages ago. i think. good for me.

i'm extremely pissed right now. i'm not swearing! haa.

and all she does is complain to her dear husband who in fact, isn't listening to anything she's saying. see, that's what i mean by having too much to say! i keep trying to tell her, and she's not listening. she has so much to say. too much. she wants so much control. and she is so sarcastic. you know what, i'm just simplifying this whole matter in a few sentences. so i won't break down in tears again. or type out an uber long blog post.

but this quarrel is way worse than the last one. but i'm seriously trying to have some anger management. but the thought of her still thinking she's right and telling everybody pisses me off more. it pisses me off more than quarrelling with her.

MY MUM = EMILY OF EMERALD HILL(modern version)
ME= OPPOSITE OF RICHARD.
MY BROTHER= WORSE OPPOSITE OF RICHARD.

that is why she's going mad faster than emily really is. strange why both my brother and i don't turn out like richard. we're probably have brains to think.

and my brother's still pissed with me. over stupid piano scoresheets. and my attitude towards him. why does everyone in the family think i'm starting to have an attitude? i have NEVER.EVER attituded with my brother. why would i? only when he's being an idiot. i seriously would never consider being a fucker with my brother. cause he's just.. i don't know. i just don't. my mum is losing her mind, so i'll just leave her be for the time being.

oh well, no 10 oclock dramas in the room. if i was a violent brainless asshole, i would've either:
1. slap her
2.kick up a fuss and leave the bloody house
3.be throwing things about now
4. slap her more

but no, i'm not a violent brainless asshole. although the slapping her thought came across my mind. i never had to restrain myself. cause the thought was immediately cancelled. i would kill myself if i ever dared slap her.

my brother would sooner or later slap her. he said so many freaking hurtful things that's really probably slapping her in the face a million times. and the only reason she hasn't woken up? she's just like emily! deluded.

i'm scanning this post for swear words. i barely see any!! omg at least a little sense of achievement there.

and only stupid people would call this bitching about my mum. i am not bitching about my mum. i do not bitch about my mum. and i rarely bitch.


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