Had camp meeting today with EXCO. Quite fun. (: And productive (: I'm excited about camp! (:

I'm kinda disgusted by my childish mum again. Seriously. You're not a kid, can you just stop it? Can you imagine how childish it is to be angry with a person so much because she didn't tell you that her daughter went to look for her? WTF. Can she understand that there are things I can't tell her? Seriously, I think she reminds me of my Chinese teacher. Really. Both of them can never get it that I have things I don't want and don't have to tell either of them. And they should just grow up because I can freaking take care of myself. At least of myself. I don't want to turn around and start taking care of you like I'm your mum instead. I'm so fed up. Just two days at home has made me this pissed. Seriously. Its not like I don't want to care about my parents, I totally do okay. But I cannot stand it that I have to do things because she doesn't WANT to do them. Like calling my cousin to tell her to do something. WTF. You think you're still a kid ah. Come on, how long can you avoid her for? The rest of your life?

I just can't understand people like that. Yes. People like my mum. I just blatantly rolled my eyes at her. I don't give a damn if she thinks I'm being rude. She always thinks I'm being rude, when she's the one who raised her voice in the first place. Fine, I'm not supposed to talk back, but I'm not a person who can take this kind of things down. If I don't want to eat something, I'll tell you outright. If you call me something I'm not, I'll tell you outright as well.

And I can't stand it that she keeps going on about how fortunate I am. That reminds of that woman again. F. Stop thinking like you know what I'm thinking and feeling okay. So what if you keep comparing me and my friends? That I have a TV in my room, computer, nice chair, and no other person in this freaking world does except me. Fuck. Who was the one who said I shouldn't be comparing with others? Now, who's the one comparing me to others? I don't care if its to remind me how great a family I have; its not like I don't already know. But come on, its more than being better than others in materialistic ways right? I know I have people who love me, that's good enough for me. I don't have to keep getting reminded that I'm getting spoilt by my parents and so on. Really, its a really insensitive thing to do. Can you imagine I go telling you, hey, my friend's mum is bringing her on a trip to US or like, my friend lives in this bloody big house that's 3 times the size of our house, you think I'm more fortunate or they're more fortunate? I can totally predict what you'll say. Aiyah, they're rich what, so they're different. Okay. I give up. You're the only one who's correct. You're always correct.

Even when my friends come to my house, which is like, almost NEVER. I don't know what she's getting worked up over. So what if they sit on my bed or hug my soft toys? Come on, its MY room, its MY bed and MY soft toys. (Fine you bought them, but who's the one using them?) If I don't care, why should you? Stop telling me you're busy. You're busy just cause you made yourself busy.

And how many bloody times must I remind you to stop treating me like a child. I can wake up on my own, I can take my medicine on my own, I can get my towel and clothes on my own. I don't need you to do it, and after that tell me how fortunate I am to have a mother like that (again). I didn't even ask for it in the first place. Really. There's a reason why I moved over to my aunt's house. She's worried about me not eating, but at least I feel like I have some space of my own. I can eat what I like, I can do what I like. I miss the feeling of getting home without having to mop the floor.

And really. Its not much difference if I put all my files and whatever rubbish on my bed. Its as dirty. Are you going to wipe every single sheet of worksheet? Go ahead. If you can managed to sterilize my file content everyday. Really. I haven't died from germs so far. It can't kill.

WTF. Stop asking me to call my cousin just cause you don't want to talk to her. I don't give a damn if you're angry. If you want to do it, you do it yourself. Childish crap.

Okay I'm kinda still angry even after ranting so much. But really. I suddenly wish I was staying somewhere else. I really need some space of my own. Can you imagine, she doesn't even let me close my room door? What kind of privacy do I have? She comes and rummage through my books trying to pack them everyday. Then when I ask her where she put something, she tells me she forgets. WTH. Can you just leave the room to me? Its like, none of your business, to put it crudely.

Urk. I'm just bloody pissed by this whole thing.

Okay I just attempted to make my own pencil case but it failed miserably. And my fingers are covered with powerful super glue. Its not the UHU super glue, its like, really powerful. I think it can totally stick your fingers together and you probably have to cut your skin to get it apart. -.- My mum kind of went through that before. I forgot what she was trying to stick.

But anyway, I just realised that i have lots of pretty collar pins. There's this really really nice one from US. Its the LOVE thing from Philadelphia. It so bloody pretty. really.

Went to Bras Basah today. Couldn't find a display case. Forget it. I probably need to go like what, ikea? Urk.

Someone. Something. Why? Hope. How?

That reminds me. Anyone who goes overseas and are planning to get something for yours truly, get me a collar pin. Thanks. (: Haha. So thick-skinned. But yes, I'll love you for it. (:

Which reminds me. I've got like tons of collar pins from US. Haha okay not tons, but like, 5? And lots of postcards. FROM MOMA! GOT SALVADOR DALI'S WORKS ON POSTCARD CAN. There's this very appealing thing about his art. Or maybe its just surrealism in general. Its just..mysterious. Okay I shall stop acting arty farty. Lol. But yes, they are so damn pretty. (I'm that shallow, but yes, they are pretty. (: )

I'm bored. Shall go read. Boring. Lol.