A helping hand #34

Two days ago my dad asked me for help, as I was busy at that moment I told him to give me a sec. The next time he passed by, I asked if he still needed my help. He replied 'no, not any more'. I then asked what he originally needed help with. He then told me he was trying to remove the doorknob upstairs and needed my help with it as it wouldn't come out. He then ask me to follow him to ANOTHER doorknob to show me how it works. I refused to listen to him and replied, 'if you want I can go up now and you instruct me what to do, I won't waste my time listening to your long lecture on how a doorknob works'. After that, that stupid old fart got irritated and just said 'don't want then never mind la' in an irritated tone and walked off. I obviously got mad and started shouting at him 'I can help you but just because I don't want to listen to your stupid lecture you don't have to get all moody'. He then direct then entire problem to me being rude. That Mother F*cking old fart. He claims I don't respect him. What part of him was any good to respect in the first place. That old bum smokes, drinks and thinks he's too smart for the world. Even now after his operation from his liver problem, he had the chance to stop smoking, that stupid cow chose to continue smoking at the back thinking no one knows. The worst of all is when I went to check the doorknob myself yesterday. Guess what? From what he left of the doorknob, that useless cow doesn't even know how it works yet he try to 'teach' me about it. I swear, until he changes that bloody ego of his, he's not worthy for the title 'father' at all.

Who even reads this stuff #33

I'm a bad student. Getting lazier and lazier as time passes. My bm work mostly untouched, and as for the other subjects, completely untouched. I just don't want to try anymore. Heck even my blog posts are getting shorter.

I'm a bad secretary. I requested a friend to do my work on my behalf knowing that he might do it wrongly. But again, I couldn't care less. Well of course I gave him something in return, but it was a really small price to pay.

I'm a bad brother and that goes without saying. I haven't spoke to my brother for years and I don't mind.

I'm a bad son. My dad who has health problems and I still can't find it in me to care. My mom who juggles my dad's health problems and family problems in the house and I can't find the initiative to help.

I'm a bad friend. Shutting myself out, ignoring everyone of them just because I felt like it.

To me, I just feel way too unmotivated to be the good guy. Being the good guy has no benefits. As it's even said 'You either die the hero, or live long enough to see yourself be the villain."

Blah, too much crap on one page.

Return #32

I've just returned in a 7 hour bus ride from a 4 days event at Taiping. As I've mentioned before that this is certainly not a good year for those born in the year of pig, I've actually got injured twice! on the second day of this event. A part of my right biggest toe had its skin scraped of my toe and after a few hours on the same day I trip from my broken pants which led me to another injury on my hand.

Why must I have a title #31

Recently, I find my body feels exhausted all the time. Probably lack of sleep or something..

Anyways, as I mentioned last week my parents wont be home for a week. Well a week has passed and they're back! With lots and lots of junk food from Australia.

That aside, this coming Thursday I'll be going for camp! With that, I won't be back until somewhere around Sunday night.

What else to say... hmm.. Oh yes, my weird maid.
I've seen her putting her rice into her coffee for dinner and if that's not weird enough, I bring her out with my siblings to an Italian restaurant and all she ordered and ate was garlic bread! AND if that's still not weird enough, the next day I ask her to follow us out to eat noodles for dinner, she refused me saying she'll have cake for dinner instead.