I think im growing fatter after the BBQ yesterday and the hotcakes i ate this morning. It's like piling fats on top layers of fats cause i'm already fat in the first place... The food that i consumed yesterday (BBQ chicken wings, satay, curry, peppered prawns, otahs, sausages, sweet corn, fried chicken wing etc) makes me quilty. Anyway, i'm relying on tjc's PE department to make me lose the excess fats gained over the days. I must lose weight! WHoosh!
Other than the delicious food, the bbq yesterday left me uber irritated and frustrated. I blew my temper at my parents and i don't feel apologetic for it. My dad invited his friends to our house. His friends were horrible gamblers. They do not understand the meaning of 'STOP!'. They played mahjong till very very late. We told them repeatedly to leave cause we were disturbing our neighbours as well. They just nodded their bloody heads and continued to play. It was already twelve plus and i'd been busy for the whole day preparing all the food and doing the sai kang barbequeing for them to eat and can't they just shoo and let me sleep. This is how they expressed their gratitude.
What got my temper boiling was that my grandmother, the supposedly eldest and most respected figure of the family, told them to stop playing mahjong and get out of the house cause it was already 12 plus. They just simply nodded their heads once again and ignored my grandma and continued playing. That was it! I wished i could tell them to fuck off my house. I was on the third floor, in my room, with my door shut, yet i could hear the rattling sound of the mahjong. How to sleep i ask you...
I understand that my parents were put in difficult spots. They tried hard to be good hosts and yet had to placate the already pissed off family. I told my mum to try to tell dad's friends to evacuate the house so that we could clear up and go SLEEP! My mum ignored me. When i tried to tell her in a louder voice, she claimed i was shouting at her... I raised my voice from volume two to four cause she was bloody well ignoring me! It's not as though i enjoy raising my voice. I don't even sing for a living. She added " i tried telling him so many times, they don't listen. what can i do? They are not my friends" I wanted the people downstairs to hear i was fucking pissed off with them and my mum as well. I shouted to my mum "thanks for being so responsible" and ran off to bed before slamming the door shut. Guess what, they still continued playing mahjong from twelve plus to one.
I have no qualms about inviting people to house. In fact i enjoy the fun anf hustle bustle with so many people around. I love parties! However, it'll be a completely different matter when the guests refused to budge even though it was already one plus in the morning and they were making alot of noises by rattling the mahjong tiles and disturbing my sleep. I'm already sleep deprived during normal school days and can't even sleep in peace during weekends. They are bloody selfish. So what if they are guests? I've aready exercised alot of self restraint by not spewing vulgarities at them. I felt indignant for my grandma. An old person like her ignored by the guests and refused to leave even when the hosts are chasing them out. I had the impulse to call the police to complain that our house is bloody noisy. They are not fit to be my guests. They are just butt stickers that stick at a place and refuse to leave.
In the end, they left at 1.40 am. I had to mop the damn floor after they left cause it was dirty. How great was that? I really appreciate them for letting me mop the floor at 1.40 am. It's not like everyday that i'll get to mop the floor at 1 plus right? So i really thank them for what they had done and really appreciate the opportunity given. SO eat shit la!
Guests being guests should know some basic manners. They should exercise responsibility and sensitivity to their hosts. Their hosts are human beings not some robots in disguise and do not need to sleep. Guests need to respect their hosts. When the host says get out means get out. Shoo and disappear! They have to bear in mind that the hosts also need to tidy up and clean their house.
And guess what the man living downstairs said... He asked me whether i was angry with his guests yesterday. I didn't bother to answer cause i wasn't angry. I was fucking angry! He added on by saying that i shouldn't raise my voice at mummy. Plus they were his guests. Fuck la! They are gas to me. STinking freaking ammonia gas! Guess what i did. I ignored my parents and scooted off to my room. It's my way of showing my gratitude to them for ignoring me yesterday. Sweet revenge.
Parents being parents. I don't understand how they work. what i know is that my parents piss me off at times. Really really piss me off...
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