Friday was the last day of school. Farewell assembly was boring hohumm. For once I listened to every speech made (Debtan's and Kohakchin's) because well, it would be the last speech already. She picked out some girls who weren't paying attention or something, and asked them to see her after farewell assembly. Do people even go and find her for those reasons? I think if it were me, I'll conveniently forget. And get into deep shit, if Debtan was serious about seeing me. Haiyiu wasn't allowed to receive her prize because she was late and Iris somehow for some odd reason also did not receive her prize.
When it got to the singing part, I could tell that the non sec4s were rather bored and most of them carried a -.- on their faces. A few people started crying, and Xuefen tried to cry but she kept on laughing instead. I think I would do a better job.
Not that I needed more tears to come puff up my eyes even more. Those that came every night were enough to do the damage. Not the point.
Principal's address. I got cheated of my feelings because I had thought the previous address was the last address. But I listened really attentively anyway. She talked about uh.. integrity and intelligence and some other stuff which I can't really remember. Just because you listen, doesn't mean you have to remember, right? There's a reason why charlenehwang screws up her exams.
Went back to class, cam-whored abit because it would be the last time I'm ever stepping into D336. Man I miss 403 already. I HAVE to go for class chalet (which would reappear in a later part of this post in the form of rants and slight vulgarities). Stupid bish ponned school so we can't take a gang photo =(
Headed down to Raffles Place after school with Anyi after lunching with the gang at kfc. I'm going to balloon up really fast at the rate I'm eating. But then again, Charlene the growing girl IS really growing taller! A few more micrometres and I'll be taller than Jolyn! Whee! Bish said: Char you better not grow taller than me.
Interview on saturday turned out to be more like a job briefing. Ohwell, at least now I've got additional pocket money and less time to spend it which is good of course. But with this job I've got literally no time for anything else.
Which is why I need to rant.
MOM DOES NOT WANT ME TO GO FOR CLASS CHALET BECAUSE ALL SHE CARES ABOUT IS MAKING ME PACK MY ROOM FOR THE TWENTIETH MILLIONTH TIME ALREADY. EFF. Can't she be more like shuhoosh's mom or something? Hello I'm 16 I'm working and I have a curfew and a mom who thinks that I'll fall sick if I went out too many times or something. GEEZ. Can't a girl get some freedom? It's as though her giving me freedom is a crime. She's still not exactly over the fact that I went for kayaking 3 weekends in a row because "weekends are family days" and wth she doesn't do anything except nag and scold.
Then she goes off to strangers who don't even know who she is and rant and complain that me and my sis are not giving her due respect and whatever bullshit. About how we don't need her anymore and she feels useless and like a pile of shit. Well she is one. You know, she could at least try and make herself a little more well-liked by not nagging and scolding all the time, and by loosening up to the fact that her little girls are now not so little girls anymore and she can't be chasing us all the time telling us not to do things we want to do.
Oh gosh. Now she wants me to clear my room by November. Sheesh lah. Half my room is filled with her things and her definition of pack is to sort them up and pile them nicely IN MY ROOM SO THAT I HAVE TO GO UNMESS THEM UP FOR HER.
And when she asks us things she don't want a reply to, things like why do you always not listen to me? And when I actually reply her, with things she don't want to hear, she'll say something like, YOU THINK YOU'RE SO SMART BLAHBLAHBLAHBLAH. LIKE WHATS WRONG WITH YOU? YOU ASK A DAMN QUESTION AND YOU KNOW THE ANSWER'S NOT SOMETHING YOU WANT TO HEAR, THEN WHY ASK?
Because she just wants an excuse to scold people. Simple as that. Even when there's barely an ounce of logic she still does it, and it's a deadly sin to point out to her that she doesn't make sense.
And. She treats me like her maid. Well she was the one who made the choice to go and work, to earn more money to support the family and whatever reasons she has to give. For God's sake go hire a maid. I myself don't see any benefits to helping her with the housework. And I certainly am not getting more money. Explains why I went to apply for the job in the first place.
So stop picking on me already. You know that everytime you ask me to do something, somewhere something will go wrong. When I try to warn and remind you about that, you say I'm finding excuses. I try to spell out alternatives for you, you don't even care so much as to listen. You're just an arrogant thing who call yourself my mother and because of this title you get all authority over me, including the right to order me around and make me clear up your shit for you.
OHMYEFFING I CAN'T STAND YOU FOR NUTS.
To make things worse, bestie and dude aren't exactly very happy with me either.
