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Sunday, January 9, 2011 || Sunday, January 09, 2011

Yellow. I don't want to talk. just rant.

I make kuih out of shape, I get scoldings. I sleep, I get scoldings. I bake chicken, I get scolding. You requested me to make that winter bombe. too much, I get scoldings. I want a new phone, I have to wait forever. Some eleven year old kid gets it on the dot. I correct some one, I get scoldings. I do some thing nice, I still get scoldings. I get to their promises, they say not enough. I get higher, they still want more. I give them more, they want the world. What am I? A fucking servant to fucking please you? I don't think so. I need a new spectacles, I have to wait three years to get a new one. I want whatever card, some twelve year old got it first. I say eat at hawker centre you say no, I want KFC. I say KFC you want home food. seriously. I spend too much time with friends, you get the whole fucking day. I sit at home, you want me to go out. I go out, you want me to stay in. I get the cubical, you want to know how. I say luck, you say nonsense. Then you get it, then you said "I have got luck." and I say nonsense, you say "don't you be rude." What am I again? You call me stupid, but I can't call you one? I know. to you, I have always been a disgrace haven't I? failing in class, always the middle classes while they get the upper hand. I know you expect more but sorry ah. You put too much on them to make you happy. I know, to you I am weird. not the girl you're expecting. Yeah la okay. I should just die really.