having dinner at home is ALWAYS a torture.
why do my mom and maid always torture me with disgusting dishes.
f-
the worst thing is i cant complain abt how disgusting it is.
nor can i give feedback because my mom will only say: you only have the right to comment if you can cook better dishes than these, if not shut up.
@*&#^@)(&$#$^*&)@
wtf. can you believe she was the same mom who used to scold me for NOT telling her wht food i prefer?
you cant blame me then for thinking that i've a petty and unreasonable and narrow-minded mom.

and in conclusion, i've come to believe that ALL parents contradict themselves.
so i vow not to contradict myself in front of my kids (if any) in future.
i wont be a typical boring parent.

often i wish i can just stay in his hse for good.
or perhaps for just one night, no matter how smelly his big pillow is, i'd be over the moon.

hah. mom's grumbling agn.
o well. zzz.

today's guitar practice was agn and as usual, boring.
not worth mentioning more.

will be working tomorrow.
and ya knw wht tht means?
hee. tht means i'll be seeing my sweet!
whts not so good is i'll be working with a 20++++ yr old female i dont like.
i wouldn't call her a bitch, not to tht extent.
gah. i simply dislike her because she's not very kind.
whn i was first introduced to her on my first day of work i smiled at her but she didnt smile back.
tht did it.
and thn she started ordering me ard to do stuffs faster.
*rolls eye*
yea. i do feel like slapping her at times.
with my very good observation skills i infer that she must be a woman deprived of LOVE, man and (well, you knw whts next).
chuckles.
ah ah. minniie the meanie strikes.

i hope to earn at least 400/- from this part-time wrk.
(:

off to my holiday hmewrk.
tata.