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Today was a sucky day too. Two major events.

First, the doomed discussion.
Hmm... so he called me a 'bitch'. (Ouch. Some of you may say.) So of course I won't be happy la. To assure myself, I went asking a few couples I knew, especially the guys side, and they said they'd never call their gals 'bitch'. Even if they're irritating. But ahh never mind, I now know it's part of his common vocabulary. I tried discussing this issue with him, coz he did say that he won't call me 'bitch' again, ever. And that was before this happened. In the end, nothing good happened. Instead, he decided to stop talking to me just coz I was discussing about this issue with him. Not to mention, I patiently waited for his msn replies coz he was gaming, sometimes waiting up to 30 minutes just for 1 or 2 sentences. Then, when he had to go, he left, just like that.

I shan't type my true feelings here, because it doesn't do anything good. I know how I feel myself and that shall be it. I'm just giving a brief description here, just wanted to put an account up here so that next time i can come back and review.

2nd Major event, visit to Grandma's house
Today was different. Coz when I arrived, it was total silence. And guess what? Dillon was forced my his dad to do some math question on the newspaper. And he freaking kept emphasizing that he had to finish the questions in 15 minutes time. And he kept shouting and shouting that Dill wasn't using his brains that is why he's taking so long. And the poor guy cried la.
Then after he finally finished it, my mom and his mom and his dad were having a casual chat about education. Then my uncle say so loudly, "Yalor! Cannot give him pressure la... If not will get alot of careless mistakes!" And he was pressurizing his son just now. -_-
The rest was just family politics. Uncle wanted to sell Grandpa's antique statue, which now belongs to my family. Money again. Sigh.

it's 10:49 PM now on Saturday, April 12, 2008



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