Happy Birthday!

Happy Birthday!

today is my mums birthday. must as well be the day our relationship breaks down.

no excuses here. this is for you. YOU HAVE NO BACKBONE, NO CONSCIENCE. YOU HAVE NEITHER THE GUT, NOR THE GUILT, NOR THE HUMILITY TO APOLOGISE!

were parents born to always be correct? i ask you dear readers, if you were a parent, is loving=constant nagging+scolding?

i let you decide.

i got off work yesterday and i lied. i told my mum that i had to pull in overtime, but actually i skipped over to KLCC to get her rm40 worth of tower record vouchers, a card, and an idea. i know you wanted to get the keane CD that would be coming out soon, so i decided to get those vouchers, and maybe print out the cover of the new CD on the card envelope or whatever la, just something special but simple to tell you that we actually know what you want. so...

i get back, secretly write a note on the card, dispense intructions to my brother how to complete it... and get ready for today.

but you come back, and you start scolding and nagging, and i just grit my teeth, "here mum, this is for you."

and you go "hmmmph!"

WHAT THE FUCK!?

not a word of thanks, not a hint of gratitude!

do you lead by example? or do you believe in the "let-you-taste-your-own-medicine" approach? what do you want?

i'm just so fucking sick and tired of facing you everyday just so you can pick a fight between either one of us. sure we make mistakes, but you blow them up so you can let off steam at us, push us around, shout at us! what made you that way? are we your study machines? are we soldiers you can command? do you ever consider how you make us feel? how you've hurt us? you piss my brother off, you're pally with me, you piss me off, you're pally with him. what's going on huh??

tony parsons wrote in his book one, i think, that all parents will irreversibly harm their children.

witness...

the perfect example.