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Sunday, February 7, 2010 Honestly. SMU scholars cannot get more immature. Especially the one who happens to be my older sister. Like by 5 years, no less. I thought this kind of thing was only done by kids, my age or younger, mostly. But apparently I'm mistaken. Great SMU scholars who have 3.8 GPAs are actually idiotic too. To clarify some things, I'm not an idiot. I opened Blogger and was about to blog when I decided to go shower instead, so it was my browser was left at the New Post page of Blogger. So Jellyfish decided to barge into my room. When she noticed what was on my screen, she giggled and typed the message below this blog post and posted it, while I was in my shower. So yeah, I'm not an idiot. She is. :/ And I hate it when she comes into my room, starts using her laptop then suddenly wants me to stop playing my music just so she can play hers. Hello? We do have our own rooms so we can play the music/videos that we wanna hear/watch at the same time without disturbing each other you know. SO GTFO OF MY ROOM AND INTO YOURS. And she loves to throw her bag, which she lugs around in school everyday, onto MY bed. THAT IS JUST NASTY. D8 Just imagine how dirty it is after a whole day out and she simply just tosses it on MY bed (I would like to emphasize that is is MINE) and pulls out her laptop to use. Why the fuck do you always come into my room and agonize me, Jellyfish. -.- You can be dirty, but don't be dirty in my room. AND SHE PUTS HER FEET ON MY BED WITHOUT WASHING THEM. I can do that because well, it's my bed and my germs and my dirt. BUT NOT YOURS, BITCH. Usually I just get really pissed and chase her out and then she'll get pissed and be like, "YOU GUYS DON'T LOVE ME. I HATE YOU. I WANNA DIE. YOU ALWAYS DON'T SPEND TIME WITH ME." and etc, etc. Now, it's not like I dislike her or hate her or anything, because she's my sister so I do love her actually and tolerate her mostly, but honestly. No one asked you to lead the life that you do. If you don't want to be so stressed, just drop your scholarship. If you don't want to be so stressed, drop all those extra unnecessary things you've picked up just so your resume will look impressive. If you don't want to be so stressed, just change your life and what is making you so damn stressed. Don't come home everyday, whine and bitch and expect us to always coddle you and treat you like some goddess who works so hard for whoever's sake. You tell me you do it for Mumther's sake, but the life is yours, not hers. So do whatever the hell you want with YOUR life. You're always biting off more than you can chew but you call that pushing your limits. More like pushing my buttons, Jellyfish. You really make it hard for us with the way you behave. I admit, I may be like that at times but at least I try my best not to, even though it's my nature. And you're becoming a total hypocrite. So Alex can't scratch the car, can't use the car because he doesn't pay for the petrol, can't spend the amount of time he used to in our when Jean was around but you can? Your stand is that you're Mumther's daughter, but does that really change anything that much? It doesn't mean that you're her daughter, so you live with her, live off her and then throw tantrums at her and expect to be forgiven just because of that. Just because you are her daughter. She didn't give birth to you so that you can be so totally ungrateful, or act in that totally ungrateful manner. Please respect her and apologize when you've made such a large scratch on her car, no matter how much she hates that car and wants it sold. So when Alex or Jean scratches the Saab or gets a dent in it, no matter how minor and unnoticeable, it's unforgivable for you. Yet today, when you made such a large and horribly obvious scratch on her car, like a cat's vicious scratch, you don't have to even apologize? In my opinion, Alex is better because at least he apologizes. You can also bitch about Mumther when you want but he can't? Just like him, you live in her house, the clothes on your back are bought with her money, you eat the food she provides you with and you also drive the car, filled with petrol that she pays for. The money in your bank was hers, given to you so even if you use that to repay her, it doesn't even count. She's just taking back what was originally hers. Don't be unreasonably demanding. If she wants to spend $100 of her own hard earned money on some ridiculous plant but won't let you spend $5 on a magazine, you can't blame her or get angry. It's HER money and she can decide what she wants to do with it. It's not your place to compare the prices of both products and then say she's being unreasonable. Especially when the wait for the food was less than 15 minutes, if I wasn't mistaken. I say this because you wanted to buy the magazine to read and browse through while waiting for the food to arrive. It did arrive soon after Mumther tried to dissuade you from buying it in a joking manner. And you shouldn't have thrown that silent tantrum, not eating the food you ordered, getting pissed that we got ramen instead of udon when we ordered that after deciding on ramen and just behaving so inappropriately. You tell me that when I'm in my uniform, I represent my school and behave so that I do not embarrass my school or drag its name through mud. Yet I want to tell you, when you're next to your mother and calling her "mummy", you represent her as well and the way she raised you. When you misbehave, it is her fault for not raising you well. Just as I should not humiliate my school and my fellow schoolmates, you should not humiliate our mother and me, as your sister, as well. You also openly refused to listen to Mumther even after she told you twice, not to sit in the way that you did because we were in public and it was unpleasant to see you sprawled all over the seat like that. You raised me on strict morals and principles, but when I see you behaving in this childish way, you make me think of you as a huge hypocrite. I feel so disappointed that you behave this way when you are the one she leans onto now, to help and care for her without Jean around. You told Jean you would take care of her and do whatever Mumther needs help for in her stead, but you've failed so terribly at it. All you do is make Mumther even more upset and I feel that it's ironic that when you finally do something for Mumther, you end up complaining exactly like Jean did and you did so even faster than she did. It's ironic because you always say that Jean complains too much. You're human, so you make mistakes, but if you do make mistakes, then don't be so righteous and complain about other people's mistakes. Then again, that in itself is a mistake and a flaw. You've spent so much time staring at the actually harmless elephant that you fail to see the fatal snake slithering up to you (I fail at idioms, so this is my analogy). I haven't grown up yet and I'm still at the age when I'm doing my growing, but you're turning 20 this year (despite having just turned 19 a month and a half ago). Shouldn't you be much more mature than I am at all times, instead of whenever you're in the mood to preach? One proverb-ish thing I'm going to get right is: practice what you preach. Now I'm going to practice what I have just preached and go to sleep so that Mumther won't be so troubled over whether I'll wake up for Catechism tomorrow or not. Note to self: PLEASE STUDY SOCIAL STUDIES TOMORROW AND STOP FANGIRLING FOR A WHILE. JUST THIS WEEK. I CAN DO THIS. I CAN PREVENT MYSELF FROM FANGIRLING. FOR MY FUTURE CHILDREN, WHOM I WANT TO LOVE AND PROTECT WELL, WHICH I CANNOT ACHIEVE WITHOUT STUDYING WELL NOW. OMG, CANNOT IMAGINE MYSELF BEING LIKE MUMTHER. TOTALLY CLUELESS ABOUT THINGS WHEN MY KIDS ASK ME STUFF. I DON'T WANT TO BE THAT KIND OF MOTHER!!! (NOT THAT MUMTHER IS A BAD MOTHER BECAUSE SHE CAN'T ANSWER ME. ACTUALLY, IT'S NOT THAT BAD BECAUSE I END UP FINDING THINGS OUT MYSELF AND ACTUALLY REMEMBERING THEM). OKAY, I DIGRESSED. SORRY. WILL GO SLEEP NOW. I WILL SAVE THAT TOPIC FOR ANOTHER BLOG POST. Julle 주월 p.s: I always blog about the same things again and again -dances to 2PM's 'Again and Again'- AND I ALWAYS END UP USING THIS POSTSCRIPT. I'M REALLY SURE I DID IT BEFORE. :/ DDD<
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