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Thursday, August 21, 2008

Sometimes I felt that it doesn't pay to be nice, seriously.

I was quite puzzled to see that my brother wasn't hogging my apple laptop these few days. I knew something is amiss. I even told Shuyi that my brother must have lend my laptop to others or something because I don't see my laptop on his bed when I happen to look into the room.

Just now when I went into his room, I was feeling relieved that I managed to see the apple, but not with the adaptor attached to it. And I looked around the bed, I saw it. I took it up, DAMN IT. It's chewed off! Most probably that little naughty cherry bite it off to show her anger because whenever my brother is out, she will whine like a baby.

You know the first time I got my laptop, I make sure he don't use it. I came up with lots of excuses that it's for my studies. It's true that the apple laptop is meant for my school stuffs but in the end he nonchalantly took it. I have my reason for being selfish, because things get 'miraculously' DAMAGE/LOST under his godly hands.

And when I use his stuffs, he will flare at me. But whenever he used my stuffs, did I ever grumble?! Now that he is responsible for my spoilt laptop, I am not pissed.

I am just little disappointed. When mom told me to be nice and share with my brother, I was reluctant at first. I know if I am selfish, my family won't like it and they will often said I am self-centered. Now that it's spoilt, you tell me who should I blame?

Sometimes I just ain't happy with my parent's way of upbringing. But I don't blame them for that. I just feel that the three of us would have a better future if their way of disciplining us is not that way it was. And I have the mentality that, I'd be a better parents than my parents, partly because they aren't that educated or so to speak.

But then again, I am really respectful to them a lot in everyway. At least I did allow him to use my precious laptop. I dare to say, I am really a nice to them already. At least I don't smoke, I don't tattoo, I don't mix with the wrong company. I don't even grumble when mom promise that it was the last time Aunty Jessica is sleeping in the same room as me but apparently there is more than just a 'last time'. I am really really very patient with the unhappiness that I had.

If you think being the youngest is the nicest, think about it again.


I ain't proud of my brother seriously. Getting into troubles ever since young. Who to blame? Parents! Because if their way of bringing us up is right, I don't see why things get astray.

if you want to be someone's parent make sure your child just concentrate on the studies and not be bothered by other stuffs.

you won't know how much stress does your child have to face.

Either you born rich and enjoy life
or born poor and shut the fuck up or
born poor and change your own destiny.

rolleyes.
bye, and i am going to stay out late tonight.