That sentence above feels very Joy Luck Club.

Potluck at Aunt Sharon's todayyyy.

I thought I'd settled for just a slice of turkey and some veggies but I ended up pigging and I almost finished the whole tube of Pringles.

Guilt is always late, it only arrives after I'm done with almost half the turkey and down to the uh... fifth last Pringle.

Lard, blubber, fats and calories be damned!

Maybe it's the face that I'm born with (the see-already-wanna-whack kiam pah face), after I left, my unsmiling countenance launched, what I assumed, this major discussion among my relatives.


This line started the whole father-daughter conflict topic yada yada chit chat.

It's a good thing I guess, kinda woke me up from my immature thoughts.

Uncle Kelvin is really awesome. He can read me like a book, hit every nail on the head, see through this whole facade and tell me what I really feared.

I'm finding too many excuses for myself because I fear failing.

All this I'm-gonna-pull-out-of-school-so-I-can-work shit, pushing the blame on my father for not giving me incentives, money, freedom whatever. I blow matters up so that I can escape from school, from JC, from A levels.

Telling myself stories like "Oh, I can play stock market for a living, just look at Warren Buffet." to convince myself it's alright, it's okay to just drop out of school now.

I'm an extremist, yes. It's either all or nothing. If I don't think I can deliver straight As, I feel I might as well not do A levels at all.

This whole perfectionist way of living is gonna ruin my life.

You have no idea how much I'm lagging behind in studies. I need to triple my efforts to catch up and time is not my friend. In fact, it's a stranger, I totally lost track of it already. O.O

Well, that aside, of course my relatives recognized my dad's share of the blame as well.

He is still not speaking to me. We're both stubborn creatures, possessing this super ginormous pride which we can never swallow.

GAWD, HE'S AN ADULT, HE SHOULD BLEEDING GIVE IN DAMNIT!

I heard Daddy's actually planning to get me a new phone after seeing my performance this few weeks.

For all I know, he may just be saying it in front of my relatives just to push them away. They do acknowledge the pathetic state of my hand phone.

I know I should be like ZOMG THANK YOU BUT after I heard his budget was like only $300 (because of my previous bad behavior), I was like WTH YOU THINK I JUST WANT ANY $300 PHONE!?

I bet you're like "There goes that Paris Hilton wannabe spoilt brat."

BUT LIKE HELLOOOOO! Am I ungrateful? NO, I don't think so because he still has his fault for throwing his temper at me and saying all those mean and hurtful thingies. I was badly wounded please kthx! D':

AS SUCH, I NEED TO BE APPEASED OKAY AND SOME $300 UNKNOWN PHONE IS NOT GONNA WORK.

It's either the Iphone or Xperia. PFFFT!

You have no idea what I've been through. For all the times you've failed to recognize MY WORK AND EFFORTS, I deserve every right to behave the way I am behaving right now. TSK. Immature I know but nothing compared to what you've said and done (or rather, not do).

ZOMG baby is coughing damn badly.



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