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Sunday, November 28, 2004 ♥


Okay. I didn’t intend to use the computer to type this blog message. But since my sis tells me to, I might just as well. See, my parents quarrelled a fiery quarrel and have not gone back onto good terms. I have no idea what they quarrelled about. This morning my mum went out and has not yet come back.
It looks like it is going to rain very heavily soon. My dad threatens that my mum seems like she’s not coming back and my dad says that he will want to leave us too.
I have no idea what to do.
Just now my sis and I went out for lunch and my dad didn’t want to eat…
My mum has been out since 8 and now is going to 3p.m…
I have no idea what to do.
I wanted to do a lot of things after o levels, I planned so much, I thought I would be too busy or too happy… but now that it is over I don’t feel happy at all. I assume most of the people are at the chalet now.
My brother is out, and now my dad is going out too.
It seems that everything is our fault.
I didn’t think that my parents are that strict until now. I had wanted to do so many things..I had wanted to watch movies, play games, go swimming, iceskating or at least watch vcds. And read books, go library.
But now, I am allowed to do none of those.
I am not even allowed to read. They tell me we are very lazy, only noe how to sit down there and read story books… They force us to pack our tables, pack our books and everything…does being filial means to listen and obey whatever your parents tell you to?
Now I noe wat they want us to do. We are not even allowed to touch the computer no computer games, we are not allowed to watch tv…
I think what they expect us to do is to so the housework..i mean like, my brother, 2 years older than us, he gets to play computer games, get to touch the tv whenever he likes, gets to do wateva he likes…But we have to do housework..that includes his share too. So I thought that as I have read in a book, at the twentieth century, there is always equality? Even in the Elizabethen times 1560s as I have read, even though the women have to do housework, they still get respect…
I’ve handwashed my own clothes and my sis’s before, I washed the whole families’ dishes, cutlery, wok watnot, and yet my dad can tell me we never ever help before in house work? My home is like so deprived, when there are such high-tech products outside, we do not even have a ricecooker and a proper washing machine..so wat am I to say?
On Friday, I went out with sis and mum all the way to chinatown’s This Fashion to shop for clothes for my sis’s graduation. At first my sis’s graduation was in school… then her class somebody’s mum help arranged one at the Orchard Parade Hotel, I was very happy for her, but then my parents dun allow, saying that no teachers not safe..
Then until recently my sis say someone said some teachers got go, so my sis could go..but my dad never agreed..
Now, my mum finally come back.
For years our education, clothes and what not, class funds etc, have mostly been paid by my mum. And my mum is not working. Instead my dad is, but he has to pay for more general items like telephone bills, water, electricity etc…I heard his income isn’t actually high…
I had actually wanted to talk about my graduation, but I think, actually there’s nothing much to talk about. I seem quite indifferent in everything liao. I am no longer happy or sad or disappointed in anything. I didn’t think that the grad was really exciting or fun. It was held at the Hilton Hotel, at orchard, form 1 to 5 p.m, High Tea. The theme was Ebony and Ivory which I found it ridiculous becos it is actually just black and white, plus it has been used last year. After some days or finding, I was deciding to buy a white colour, very nice white halter at This Fashion, or at least the black halter from some shop. I really quite liked the white colour one, I thought it was quite special.
Then in the end I bought a white colour tube pants, meaning a tube plastered to a pair or pants, with a white long sleeved shirt to cover on top and white bag and a pair of white heels I bought at clementi, where I walked until my feet had blisters.
So on 10.30 am on Wednesday, 24 November, I met at Clementi with Piak Loo, wearing another shirt and blue skirt, intending to change later. We went to orchard to look around for ai pheng’s birthday present and in the end went to borders. I like that place, there a books, cds, vcds a lot of things there. You can sit at a corner and read and even borrow headphones to listen to the cds there..so nice…
Around 12 we went to the toilet so that I can change for the High T. We reached there punctually at 12.30 and met many people there. I managed to persuade my dad let me bring a camera there…
I like Wei Ting’s hairdo the best, and Sharlene’s too. Many people came in black, especially girls in black halter luckily I didn’t wear that. So….haiz…Was it surprising for me to wear pants? Hahaz..actually I wanted to wear a dress…
The food at Hilton was not really good… I could now “wow”, it was like a normal buffet..
I hate the emcee. It was some ex-student.. the games were lame and lousy, and the worst thing, he smells all of cigarette smoke. He evens smoked in front of us. There was this dancing part where Eileen, mc, shar and yan chen put up a ‘scary’ dance.haha, pro pple..
After everything and a few photos went home.. quite boring. But I wasn’t actually that disappointed..no feelings..dunno…
Now my mum and dad are both back.
Hope they return on good terms.
When I get to see the grad photos I will post some here.
How ‘s the class chalet??? Haiz…
Bye….

♥reflected @ 2:57 PM


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