flawed work of art.
Monday, June 26, 2006 @ 6:53 am
someone asked me how my brother was a few days ago... I told him I hadn't seen him yet. in fact, I haven't seen any of my siblings yet.

where they are at present:
jie is currently taking a break from work and just chilling in melbourne. she'll be back on the 5th.
kor just reached kl from south africa. all I know is that it's for work. which is puzzling cos' my bro's company does smart card stuff... like they did the 'Bliss' card for pelangi group. now, why on earth would safari animals need that kinda stuff? anyway, he'll be back on the 2nd.
daniu kor is in malacca. having exams at the moment. I told him to come back home this weekend. but I dunno if he is.

I'm not sad that my siblings are scattered all across the globe. I just miss them.

I think I blogged about this uncle before. ergh. he's no relative of mine. thank God. he's what you call a wise guy. he acts like this is his house. hello. even if I die, you won't even get one spot of this house, ok? he so boldly comes and takes my dad's collection of dvds and returns the bad ones in a few months. he saw me. and asked me about london. I told him it was okay. and he said it should be nice. I could see the pound sterling signs fluttering in his beady eyes. his "friendship" with my dad is nothing more but materialistic. I wanted to snatch the dvds from his hand and chase him out of my dad's house, because by right, I'm 18, and therefore, am an adult, and can act responsibly of my own accord and no one can say, 'aiyoh. she's just a kid, what does she know?' okok, so, I was gritting my teeth, clenching my fists, praying that he'd get out. he's gone too far, man. he went into my dad's bedroom to look for dvds. what the hell is wrong with this man?! has he NO brains?! I told my dad that I didn't like him. and I told him why. but my dad's a peacemaker, a trouble-avoider, a lover, not a fighter. as for me, I'm a daddy-lover, so of course I'd feel mad that my dad's taking all this crap and not doing anything about it. which is why my dad should never go into business, he'd get eaten alive. which is why I wanna go into business, so I'd get to avenge all those frauds who stepped on my dad, thinking that he doesn't know. truth is, he does, he just doesn't want trouble. as for me? I'm just a daddy-lover. is that a crime?

nellie mckay -- the dog song
I was the archetypal loser
I was a pageant gone bad
then there was you on time
and wagging your tail
in the cutest mime
and you was in jail
I said woof, be mine
and you gave a wail
and then I was no longer alone
and I was no more a boozer
we'll make the happiest home
and I said Lord I'm happy
'cos I'm just walking my dog
singing my song
strolling along
it's just me and my dog
catching some sun
we can't go wrong
'cos I don't care about your hating and your doubt
and I don't care what the politicians spout
if you need a companion
well just go right to the pound
and find yourself a hound
and make that doggie proud
'cos that's what it's all about

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