Friday, 15 June 2012

rants

Stupid. Pig. Idiot. Babi. I don't care about you.
( There's one other extreme word that I think starts with an 'I' but I can't seem to remember it. )
Behold my mama, who blames her flailing marriage, her feeling miserable, her dirty pest filled house with it's endless list of items/kiddy clothes on her kids. I get that we're a burden to you, but it ain't my fault your heart is partially filled with hate and you're mad about every little thing. 
Also, burden comes with the choice to have a kid. Also, 'those who criticise our generation forget who raised it. Also, you never taught me how to cook, how to sweep, or how to clean. The things you did teach, you taught it by partial telepathy and raising your voice, occasionally adding the word stupid, bob(I'm not sure what it means either) or everything you want to rebel ah? among other phrases. Hope it was worth severing the mother-daughter relationship we didn't have going on. 



But it's okay. I still have my laptop to listen to music. I still have my legs and arms. ( yeah I'm terrified when she asks for help in the kitchen. ) and she still earns a good sum of wage every month. :) I pray to god that my heart won't be filled with hate or at least give me the strength to not let it overcome my control over myself.

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