flawed work of art.
Friday, October 12, 2007 @ 2:08 pm
today, I changed my middle name to 'calamity', because:
1) I was awoken by kak yati who was banging on the door, asking my 23-year-old brother to wake up for his elective posting, which he has been attending for the past fortnight or so.
2) after a long day at work, I came back discovering that he drank my glass of oj too. he says that it was all oxidised and just sitting there anyway.
3) kak yati proceeds to wake me up to inform me that the bread we baked the night before tak jadi.


I dunno why - I followed the recipe!

4) my dad comes home and scolds me for my mistake over the bread. although, I blame the recipe book person.
5) during lunch hour, he rubs salt into my wound by saying how stupid I am over said mistake.
6) I witnessed a patient's vomit consisting of noodles. gross.
7) newborn babies' poop........
*gags*
8) I wanna work wards tomorrow so I see less of my family and hence, don't have to coop myself in my room quietly doing absolutely nothing and getting blamed for everything.

you know you read in the papers about young 14-year-olds running away from home because of something totally stupid like, the parents not being able to afford an n95 for them or something?
c'mon-lah. that's the parents' version of the story.
the older I grow, the more I believe that there's no such thing as bad kids, just parents who didn't know better. you think newborn babies come out with their first instinct being robbing some ex-Convent teacher on a motorbike?
'nuff said.

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