Sunday, February 17, 2008

damn.

today is the day i believe in horoscopes.
this is what mine says:

"Someone in your family (definitely my mother)
is deaf to anything you have to say today.
but the situation is temporary
(thank GOD)
you may need to hold your temper
(i tell you!
i am damn pissed.
till i'm about to put earthworms in her pillow.
if i can find any.)
until you can tell them at a time that is more appropriate
(please let it come soon)"
ohh mann.
its a miracle how i manage to keep my composure at times.
these are the woes of an over-loaded (not money) teenager.
handling parents, boyfriend and homework.
seriously, i dont think my schoolwork is in a dire state.
i feel that i'm coping rather well.
but, APPARENTLY, this is not enough for my over-achieving mother.
i do have to give her some credit as without her push
(more like those slamdunks in WWF or whatever they are called though)
i do remember waking at 7 every morning
when i was only primary 2
to sit down to piles of assessment books
and be in the same position trying to complete all of them
(is this how actors who do autographs feel like?)
the same kind of drilling and shoving was done to me
by HER
thats why i am where i am now.
but this cannot go on forever.
i have a life now
where school does not take up the entire pie chart.
i have Touch rugby
(i love my team! <3)
and la
(lots of love and kisses!
get well soon!
if not i'll cook some bitter medicine for you!)
and CIP stuff
(speaking of which, could you get back to me as soon as possible?!?
thank you. (: )
thats alot in my plate.
and my mummy thinks that my plate can only be filled with white rice.
but wtf.
i also want sambal kangkong and black pepper chicken and bbq stingray can!
you see?
i am sure i can survive on white rice.
its essential.
like how studying gets me a job that feeds me more white rice.
(hur. in asia do they say the sole rice-winner?)
but that is mighty damn boring la!
i think before i reach twenty
i'll tried to kill myself by trying to have something more interesting
such that i try and shoot rice out of my nose and eyes
and die from it
(hur. sorry for the morbidness of this.
black humour!)
ok. this is going nowhere.
so i'm going to sleep.
goodnight!
and to all those who eat only white rice,
at least ask for curry, please.

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