Thursday, April 1, 2010 . 4/01/2010 01:44:00 PM
Okay. I shall continue where I stopped...Father
My idiot father must really be that stupid, or at the very least (or kindest opinion from me) forgetful(!), if he FORGOT to pay his consultation fees at the polyclinic more than A MONTH ago.
He is a really stupid father if he continues to stay in Hongkong, since his boss there (1) isn't pay him on time, (2) isn't paying him well, and (3) doesn't even pay him sometimes.
Plus, he's making grandpa and grandma worried about him (I'm not). They're getting on their age, and their health isn't really of the best, so it really isn't great to do that. Not that I want, but since I've moved to stay with them for a while, every single day has been about my 'dear' father, whose debts aren't paid, whose life is lonely over there, who's suffering over there with his poor health (that's his fault for not taking care), who's plain broke there.... blah blah blah (you get the drill).
I'm not feeling sympathetic, since I have little feelings over that man. I'm only more concerned over my grandparents. They're the few people I respect and can't bear to lose.
Bad news is, once he's back, he may have to live with us in the same house. I can't face that. Really! He doesn't exactly closes the door when he pees or changes. His snores are loud enough to wake me up through close doors. He has an extremely loud voice. And his opinion on things are out of this world, including price tags, food, clothes and other stuff. And he'll hog the TV, and I can't have that!
And I can't imagine Mum and that man in that same house. The last dinner we had as a 'family' was awkward enough.
Damn... I have to pay his polyclinic fees later.
Money
I'm prepared to see yet another dip in my grades. I think I may need to find another job to support the family, since we're gonna live in a higher expense house. Mum has more debts to clear and not enough houses to sell and bros are still schooling. Practically everyone in the house is working except for the young one. Hm... how often do you see this kind of family? Most of my friends and classmates are still getting mostly from papa and mama. Well, I do too, but now, most of that goes to my bros anyway. The rest of the money that father gives me goes to my transport and bills and necessary miscellaneous stuff.
I'm gonna be real stingy this year, so please don't blame me if I become somewhat of a spoilsport.
Grades
Just got the letter with my grades... I'm not optimistic about the new sem. In fact, I'm dying of fear. I used to take pride in my rather steady grades, but it's not the case at a higher level. I've thrown my pride away, and I have this fear that my brothers might overtake me, which I may be happy in some way, and extremely not in others. I don't think I will, since I've always done much better than them, and... I think you may get the idea.
I'm not gonna go to the university. It's not a thought. It's a fact. With my extremely sad grades, it's not gonna bring me anywhere. Just let me get to work straight after graduation. But I'm still making a decision whether to continue work in the same line or a totally different one. I may just take up writing (that's what I want) or accountancy (the practical one).
School
Seriously, when does school starts? I have no idea where my lab-coat is~
Play
There's a play I wanna watch so badly. But... there's no one I know who even wants to watch plays. Okay, fine. Maybe in Singapore, theatre isn't the place to be at, but I'm a great fan of theatre actors and already, I missed a great one last year that had a really great cast and reviews. Sometimes I just think plays are better than watching movies. Movies are... getting rather terrible these days.
Weight Loss
I lost a freaking 3kg, which I don't even know how I did it. Don't get my wrong. I know how skinny and light I am and weight loss is not in my agenda until the age of 28 (I have no idea why 28, so don't ask). And previously, it was hard to gain or lose 1kg, so to suddenly lose 3 kg, it's kinda scary. Thank goodness Mum's not in Singapore, or she'll take me straight to the clinic to find out if anything is wrong.
I think staying with my grandparents might plump me up again (not literally). They're always making me (or any of their other 6 grandchildren) eat anyway.
So... I've taken a lot off my chest. Writing really makes me feel a lot better.
Stay tune for more rants:)
