hey guys,to cheryl.yes the week has been absolutely absolutely horrible.so far,i've only blogged about tuesday and monday..monday was okay.tuesday was disastrous.wednesday was downright hellish.thursday i was a survivor.friday,i was sacrificed.twice.
seriously,
i know there would be lots and lots of people who will understand what i'm going through,
but they'll never understand how i feel.
they just brush things aside and get on with their own life.
i dunno why but sometimes its seems like that.
haha.
life just love to make a fool out of me.
i never saw what i was heading for celebrating new year at the beginning of this year.
i started with the ten most horrible things that could have happened to a student.
slowly i made my way through a few dark moments, a few brighter, a few blinding than i went through duck moments doing the duck walk.
haha again.
this week.
like i said.
i was sacrificed.
u noe about tuesday.
wednesday.
my bill came.
seriously it was the most horrible day, or least predicted of my life.
my brother came home from camp.
went for his scholarship interview which went fairly well
and made my dad happy.
really.
everytime my dad talked to him i could feel my face turning green.
green with jealousy....
green with all that nausea...disgusted by the unfairness of everything.
seriously...
sure i didn't keep to my limit...
as in made sure no EXTRA charges were incurred on my bill other then the monthly TWENTY NINE dollars....
but come on....
it reached..like my dad say...
an astronomical amount of THIRTY FOUR DOLLARS AND FOURTY NINE CENTS.
oh wow.
he's going bankrupt paying my phone bill.
excluding my school fees, my sis's school fees and household bills....
not to forget.
my brother's piano fees which used to go up to ONE THOUSAND DOLLARS each month.
enough to pay for mine for five months...
seriously...
i dunno what's his bloody problem.
and its not like i haven been making sacrifices...
i cut down on talk time, messages....even electricity to charge the bloody thing...
i've even sacrificed a LARGE part of my training.
so i don't get what's up with my dad and FIVE BLOODY DOLLARS!!!!!
i am seriously PISSED OFF!!!!!!!
worse thing is,
he confiscated my phone...again..wow big surprise~~~
and he's gonna deduct my meagre allowance of THIRTY FIVE DOLLARS per week to TWENTY FIVE BLOODY charity money la....
what am i supposed to live on????
come on lo....
i'm a JC girl...
i'm a sports person...
i have a huge brain...
and i am bloody intelligent when it comes to non-academic areas...really. (this is where you tag and agree)
i need clothes!!!!
sport shoes!!!!
badminton shoes!!!!
food!!!
nutrition!!!
i need to buy notes!!!!
stationary!!!!
i need $$$$$$$$$$$$$
HELLO DADDY I NEED MORE THAN TWENTY FIVE DOLLARS TO LIVE MORE THAN substantially...
so u see the word is substantially...
that was wednesday.
then comes thursday
almost died without my phone.
thank goodness for friends...thanks for offering your phone
maybe a little spare cash (cause my dad made me return him ten dollars for this week)
that i still have to pay back but not in the near future.
thanks.
but it still turned out a horrible day.
first we had that h3 subjects talk.
had to be nine points and below to qualify.
either that get nothing below an A for H2 subs abd B for H1
thanks soo hui for telling me its impossible.
its really great to hear it from you.
yeah man.
no better time, place and person.
thanks la...
den in class...
shit la...
had to clear shit for other people
and when our ct asked who considered taking up a h3 sub...
seriously...
some people shook their heads at me...
thanks guys....
thanks for reminding me that i'm juz an average twelve pointer...
nothing great...
whole bunch of them out there...
me and sheila...
i think we did the most horrible deed that anyone could do before good friday...
shall not elaborate.
eyeryone likes being in the jury
but....
nobody likes being an executioner....
...
then some people could not take hints man!!!!!
hint hint hint...
if i could tell u straight there would be no need for hints!!!!
hint hint hint!!!!!
then i watched my dear pals pig out while i sat in the middle to watch because i didn't haf the money to join them.
then training...
wasn't good.
i think my stamina is dropping and that really sucks considering the competition is coming...
i need to work harder. i wanna win!!!
i wanna stretch...
i want i want i want...
i need i need i need...
therefore.
i MUST!!!!!
yup...generally i thought i wan't a bad day...
it could just have been better...
but things change after u get home and see your parents u see....
my dad was still being petty about my billl...
and decided to be mean about it...
very mean...
he got home at about nine plus and saw me having dinner...
he asked why i got home late and i told him i had training...blah blah blah...
and out of the blue he said...
"don't understand why you could be captain, so irresponsible and cannot be trusted at all"
seriously...
WHAT LA????????????
what's he bloody problem????????????????
there's completely unfair, and hurtful la...
i hate him...
at that point i really hated him..
i think i still do...
then came friday...
horrible, horrible day...
my dad couldn't stop picking on me...
pick this pick that...
pick pick pick...
he bloody well go pick his nose man...
pick pick pick...
train pick...no time
don't train pick...no excercise...
play piano pick...noisy...
don't play also pick...wasting his money...
eat a little pick...wasting food...
eat more pick....gorging myself stupid...
pick pick pick.....
pick pick pick....
he should be a garbage cleaner la...
pick pick pick...
pick pick pick and PICK....
and all my mum could do was well...
keep mum abt everything and agree with everything my brother says...
all she ever talks about is my brother....
ur brother this ur brother that....
brother....brother brother...
in the evening when we were coming home from our grandparents place....
my brother was at PS....and my grandparents lived at potong pasir....i live at bukit batok..
he's a ns-man..no work no nothing...just polish his boots...
and they actuallt offered to pick him up la...
its not as though he's nine lo...
he's nineteen...HELLO...
irritating asses...
they wouldn't even pick me up from school after training....
its like five times nearer....
worse thing...
they also offered to send his friend home (boon lay)
they would never something like that fo me...
unfair unfair unfair...
i'm jealous jealous jealous...
unfair unfair unfair...
when things start to get like that...i really wonder...
would it make a difference if i were smarter....
or maybe if i were the youngest...
or maybe if i were the oldest...
or maybe if i were the dumbest...
or maybe if i weren't in pj...
maybe if my appeal was successful or maybe if i tried for DSA...
if i were at a college better than NJ...or maybe an equivalent...
maybe if i were more talented in music...
maybe if i were a national sport woman they might just remember that i'm their child as well and the most obvious thing that sets me and my brother apart is that he's a guy while i'm a girl...
simple as that...
haha...
impossible...
go yi hern you're the best...
yi ting??? i wouldn't be happy even if u tried your best...so why dont u try to be more like ur brother....
haha...
once again...
the things that i want so much are so near...
yet they're out of reach....
the people, persons, the things, the feeling, the success...
signing off
tingyz~~ :{:{