2dai..i had to wake up early to go to skool to do the OHS tests and i ran home so that i could go help my olda brother go and bring boxes of beer and stoves etc. to the reception for 2morrow...usually he does it himself or brian skips skool for it...buh because i finished skool and i my olda brother was very busy latly [cotton on work, appointments in the city...etc] i had been helping him this week...
and cos he was specially busy 2dai and 2moz i ran home for him...can y0oh belive that...i RAN...wow...newai so it was very tiring [imagine running up and down stairs with a box of beer, 24bottles, 25 times]and i had to change into bum clothes and then wen we got bak home i changed into my none bum clothes again cos i was going out with my mum to springvale [remember previous blog entry about me getting lost on way home from melody's place and leaving my mum to go by herself...] and because recently there has been NOTHING to eat...nothing i tell y0oh....except for these old hard breadroles that my mum stole [well she didn't steal it....she asked for it..] from the reception last week....and so i've been living on them lately....heating them in the microwave to make them eatable....buh i've been soo sik of bread so last nite i didn't have dinner and this morning no breakfast and then wen i went with my mum i asked her if i could eat lunch in springvale at my uncles restaurant [which has reallii yummii noodles ><] and she sais yehh so then i was happy...then while we're doing the shopping thing mum keeps on saying...in viet so translations weird.....that as i daughter i suk cos i dun0o how to stuff all the boxes in the car so then she has to do it....and that next time maybe she'll make me do it....i hate going with her buh i do anywai cos she needs help and stuff.....i'm definitley not goin next time....
and then wen i remind her about food she tells me to go by myself.....hu goes into a small restaurant which a relative that y0oh dun reallii talk to [cos they talk only viet] owns and eat by urself???...well maybe sum ppl do buh i dun like it..it'd be awkward....so then i settle for eating food from in that building...like springrolls and waffles...as long as it's not bread ^___^
so then we're walking towards the shop that sells that...and then she stops and the one next to it and buys some dessert stuff like sweet rice and stuff....and she's talking to the owner about her trip to europe and stuff....and they talk and talk and talk and talk...and i'm standing next to the food..i could seeeeee it....and i was hungry...remember...no previous dinner, breakfast or lunch......buh they kept talking....and y0oh could say i could have gone and got it myself while they talked buh i suk at viet...and every1 here like only talks viet.....so i wait...and then she only leaves that lady to go talk to this other lady....and they talk and talk and talk.....and my mum tells the lady about me being in yr 8 this year and next year 9 [wth!?] and i go to glenny and then the azn parents that they are...they talk about education...tutors....house prices....and then my mum tells her about all my brothers and me and then the lady tells about her kids where they go and i think they were...like competing or something...like my mum tells about all these tutors and stuff and then tells the lady that she should do it to like EVERYONE does thattt...in a noe it all, 'y0oh didn't noe?' voice...and then the lady would say that her kids are very smart and all she has to do is buy them text books and they'll study it....and on and on and on...
and then we slowly [with the lady still talking...] inch away from that shop....infront of the food....infront of the stand in the middle of the building.....infront of the next shop...infront of the doors.....alll the way pass the shop with food...damnit i was hungry!!!! grrrr
and wen the lady finally leaves my mum starts walking in the opposite direction....and i pull her shirt and say...food's that way...
and then we end up not getting any food.....so i didn't reallii talk to my mum for the rest of the ride...got home and made instant noodles [which i didn't wanna make before because.....it's eww-ly unhealthii and oillyyy...and at weddings we eat all these fried stuff..] and ate in the lounge...it was discusting
and because even though i had tried to sleep earlyy last nite [went to bed at 11pm] i couldn't actually sleep.....so i was very tired....buh i had to do lotus seeds [remember...split in half and take out green thingii...] and THEN i slept...wen i woke up i told brian to get off so that i could finish up the menus so i can get the photocopied....then go to the kitchen to get something to eat...and because not many pplz had been eating the cake i made [my brother sais it's nice buh jush needs help with the presentation ><....and every1 else jush said it's nice..] so i take it out to eat because it will go yukkii...and then my mum comes in and yells at me not to eat it so then i walk awai and sai 'wat the hell' and then she screeeaamms at me to come bak and she lectures me about swearing and she tells me about how the other day i had friends ova and they heard them swearing [and the only person that swore that day was hayley once that said fuck....]...apparently LOTS of swearing....and then they go on and on [yeh my dad had come in] about how wen my friends are here i'm laugh and stuff and neva with my parents [eva thought that they're jush not funnii???!?!
and then they get to that part that alwaiz makes me cry ><
apparently because i am a girl...the ONLY girl...in the family.....i should be more that and this....and then they say things like 'i don't have a daughter that swears' and 'y0oh're my only daughter...be more like ____' ahh it makes me feel unwanted.......
and then mum starts saying that being the only daughter and all..i should help around more often....like EXCUSEEE ME.......2dai..i spent the whole DAY helping the st0opid family buisness and during the week [like wen my friends came ova the other day and apparently they swore...we were gonna go to the glen aftawards buh wen i told my mum she told me to stay home to cut mushrooms and pick snowpeas....so i did..and i didn't even complain..and i dun complain about 2dai either...i dun complain about how we dun have food around and i dun complain that weneva i see my parents they are working and only talk about bad parts of me or telling me to do something.....]...it's like our whole fking life is built around the st0opid buisness....and it reallii reallii annoys me buh i dun say anything...i still help around....and wen i tell her this [jush the part about helping alot] she tells me that i should be helping EVERY FUCKING DAYYY
ahhhh..........feel like roaring -____-"
and another thing...i only get paid $50 for one nite working at a wedding and $10 pocket money....i should get soo much more...partly because the other workers get more [waiters get $100 and pplz in kitchen get $200] for the same amount of work plus...i have to help and like have noo life during the week....i should be getting MORE than the others ....
and then during dinner...ahh y0oh should have seen it...parents complaining about how i sitt...how i pass a bowl....how i eat...how i dress....ahh very un-lady-like.....
well because i think this entry is VERY long somebody remind me to talk bout brian walking into a finger...ahh funny story.....
...how the hell is 'wat the hell' swearing?!?!?!
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wow dude long blog
i like the greenness but i cant see the text proberley
'what the hell?!" is not swearing. i say it all the time. if you live at my place what u'll hear the most is "GEEZ" ... "WHAT THE HELL??!!" and "WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM??!!" yerr i think ur parents wouldnt what u saying taht so shhh...
i think i've said it so often that its inefective. my parents jut laugh... doesnt stop me from saying it though
wow u help around alot hehe im so lazy
i would go with u to eat noodles!!!!!!!! argh im soo sick of yum cha nows.. here i have yum cha for lunch like everyday
asian parentes always to the comparing there kids thing. or as you say competeing. only me and my sis have made the observation that when its my mum talking to other parents it is usually gopes like this:
"my kid is so lazy and not studies (which is so true for me and my sis), unlike ur kid who is so smart and hardworking"
parent 2 "no no no ur kid is much more smarter, there so smart they dont need to study"
cue my cheesy "i told u so, let me watch tv" grin
then both parents go on about how they would much rather have a kid like the other kid
then they should do a swap!!!! -my suggestion
only they wouldnt cause its their own kid and the love there kid anyways...
which makes the whole conversation pointless in the first place..lameo
lol ur the only daughter and u do so much work. my mum has 2 that dont do as much work as u combined
lol how u sit im sure u sit beta than me which is "cross-legged on the chair"
how i pass a bowl: if its at home "waiit till someone else gets it or pass it using one hand but dont have enough arm strength so the bowl goes wobbling through the air"
how i eat: too fussy
how i dress: like a bum
dont woory jess
ill come home and save u!!!
lol i just read your long-ass post and then i saw this long-ass comment and i just couldn't be bothered. (sorry dafuzzy1! my eyes are about to fall out of their sockets).
but i do agree with dafuzzy1 that maybe you should make the font a darker colour cos i had to highlight it all to read it. the good thing is that i read all of it!! =P
let us catch up on the hollies so you can forget about all of your worries and problemos (for the time being).
i think that we're at the stage where parents expect more from us because we can handle responsibility better....
and i absolutely HATE it when parents compare their kids to someone else's kiddos. it's demorialising and evil and totally selfish. it's as if they would rather have someone else as their child and that they're stuck with you or something. i know how you feel dude. but i told my mum that i didn't like being compared like that cos it made me feel like crap and pressured in order to live up to the comparison being made. she agreed to tone it down and now it doesn't happen as often, which is better than it happening all the fucking time.
i hate tutor. so i quit. i can tell the 'rents weren't too pleased about my decision but i decided i couldnt' be fucked any more dealing with a shitload of pressure. i've been doing it for 5 fuckin years, since bloody grade 5. and i'm getting to the point in my life where i shouldn't be stressing over too many things or else i'll just crack.
man, what i need is some loud music to calm me down.....
oops, long comment. sorry!
wow...loong long blog...no long comment from me...lol...walking into a finger hey...hehe i'd like to see what thats about!
your mum seems so nice....i can't imagine the whole thing...and it was hayley who did all the loud yelling and swearing....=P
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