Thursday, February 21, 2013

Mother Hen

today's post is gonna be all about me ranting. so frustrated right now:(

why is it that everything has been bought over by google. like my school email's under google. my blog account's under google. my alternative email is gmail as well. then I can't do things concurrently. like blog and read my school email concurrently because I can't sign into 2 different sites at the same time with 2 different google accounts. grah. do you even get what I mean. ARGH.

and the Sister's being such a brat. saying stuff just to oppose my points and piss me off. GROW UP ALREADY. argh can't wait for her to be 15/16? that's when people start being normal again right? this is what I hate about being so much older than her. the age gap's killing me (esp when she's undergoing this adolescence stage and trying to be all badass and rebellious lol) and I can't stand it that she thinks she's making the right decisions for herself when I, as an onlooker, can't even bear to look at how she's destroying herself and her image (as in literally). she thinks because she's an aspiring fashion designer, she has the best tastes and aesthetic sense when it comes to dressing up and styling herself. but truth is, she's just being a typical singaporean teen la wtf. tshirt and jeans. tshirt and shorts. and she wears the same thing over and over again. and her hair. where do i begin. she REFUSES to let any of us touch it because that's her hair, her style. not mine. but OMG GRAH ITS JUST SO MESSY I FEEL LIKE SHAVING IT ALL OFF. its like so long (yea she refuses to let any one with a pair of scissors near her prized locks) and all entangled. and she goes out looking like she just woke up abruptly from a nightmare. sometimes she just looks like she's the nightmare la. and when she goes for ballet, she refuses to let me tie her bun neatly for her. so she ends up looking like a housekeeping lady after a long day at work (no offence) and the way she walks and carries herself. no matter how many times i nag about her hunching over and how it makes her look haggard and lazy and unelegant, she doesn't give a fuck.

sometimes, I really wonder why my mum doesn't nag as much as I do and let her have her way. was I like that when I was 12 too? Was that my mum's way of parenting lol? I mean yea, I think my mum did let me dress myself, do my own hair everything since I was a kid. pretty much had all the freedom I could ever ask for. and nobody was around to correct my sense of style. but I don't rmb being so jialat leh. ARGHHHH. and the thing is my sister has it all good. she's really pretty, she's slim. I think she's gonna be super hot when she grows older. SO WHY CAN'T SHE PUT IN SOME EFFORT TO FLAUNT ALL THESE ATTRIBUTES zomg. take picture also anyhow take, don't wanna smile properly. maybe she's trying to attempt 'looking effortlessly gorgeous' lolol i really dont know man. but still, I hope she matures soon so I get the sister I've always wished for since I was 7. someone I could talk to, share my secrets with, go shopping with etc. someone who really understands where I come from.

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