damn it.
why must things always happen at the last minute.
when i want to help, i've got to work.
there's no work, i wanna go play with the girls.
but afterall, im tied down by family again.
why is it so?!
everytime this things just to have happen.

i am so tired of all this.
it's the time, i should go out see the world,socialise.
but i keep on have to rejectreject.
just so i have this family.
my friends are nothing.
just so the man of the house hardly socialise.
having just that bunch of so called friends.
we cannot stay back a little while more to have somemore time with our friends.
just so we have old foggies at home.
the dinners at home are getting worse by the day.
what the point of shopping every weekend for food.
and the turnout of it is horrible.
not healthy, it has to be soft enough for the old ones to consume.
we feel like cows eating the veg, simply so soft.
it's not that i dun like my grandparents or what.
but can't they think a lil for us,rather then always for THIER own benefit.
esp grandpa. he is my happy-go-lucky grandpa,yet the selfish one.
he can make my grandma cook soup and drink it all up himself without even offering my grandma. or even offering only when he does not want it anymore.
CHINAMAN! is what me and mummy will always say.
and it's true. china man are nvr good to others except THEMSELF!
ah... done complaining.
shall stop before i go raking my lappie.