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The life of a fiendish schizophrenic.

Sunday, September 15, 2002

Song of the moment: "Temptation" by Fin KL
I am feeling: Sleepy and exhausted.


Wheee. So much to blog about, I better start typing before I forget everything that happened today. o_O;

Mm'kay. This morning, I had to clean the entire mother fucking living room, do the dishes three times THIS MORNING, vacuum the stairs, clean out all of my shit from the display shelves, polish my piano, and shower TWICE. I had to shower the second time, because there was all this shit and dust all over me. Eww. So yeah... I had to do all of that stuff because my mom said my uncle was going to visit us from the Philippines, and she wants everything all perfect. Pffft. And for all that, I only get ten dollars and a ride to the Boardwalk. Bullshit.

The Boardwalk was a little better, though. I listened to Dara's .mp3 CDs that he lent me with my .mp3 player while watching these *cough cough* SEXAY asian guys running around the beach... with their girlfriends. ^^; But yeah. Dara has excellent taste in music, I just want to steal all of CDs. :x But I won't. Speaking of Dara, I saw him in his boxer shorts without a shirt on, brushing his teeth the other day. *bloody nose, bloody nose* =O~~~~

Anywho. After my stupid batteries died out, I decided to freestyle a little on PIU. PIU is Godly. This guy named Nick asked me for a dollar in tokens today, and in return, he wanted to buy me dinner. Smooooooth. -_-; Gahhhh. I told him that I don't eat dinner. lol ^^;;; He was like, "Do you ever eat?" Me: "Hahahhahahahahaha. Of course! I am the lean, mean, TWINKIE eating machine! *grin*" I think his crush on me is finally in the past. Thank God. *dies*

Later today, I get more freebies. My friend, Justin, offered to pay for 2 of my PIU games when I ran out of tokens, and walked me to the bus stop. When I get into the bus, the coin-thingy that takes your coins for the bus fare was broken, and since all I had were quarters, my bus fare was free. Wheee! I saved a whole dollar! :D. Moving on... I got home, washed my face, took my hair out of my pony-tail and braided it into two seperate braids, turned on some classical Bach music, and read my book. My stomach started grumbling, so I decided to eat whatever my mom cooked earlier. Rice and vegetables. While the food was in the microwave, I started playing the piano. When I was done playing everything that I knew [or could remember by heart], my food was already cold again so I had to re-heat it. =(

After I eat, my Mom and Step-dad go downstairs. Pay attention, this part of my day really frustrated me. Damn, cruel parents. *cry* [note that some parts of this is pretty damn corny with all of the proper English and stuff... but translating from Tagalog to English is fucking hard. I'm just trying to get right on the point here, people. =P]

Mom: "I'm going to the Philippines with your sister. *brings out bags of old clothes* And bringing these with us"
Me: "What? For how long?"
Mom: "Well, I found out today that our entire building at work is on strike."
*Step-dad makes his way in the middle of my mom's explanation*
Step-dad: "We're staying there for six months."
Me: "WHAAAAAT? WHAT THE HELL? WHAT WILL I DO? You WILL give me money, right? How much? Are you sure you're not kidding? You've GOT to be kidding"
Mom & S-D: *serious look* "We're not kidding."
Me: *basically just yelling at my parents and telling them that they can't do that, it's illegal to just leave me there* "Where will I stay? I will die if you leave me here with Kuya [Filipino term for "big brother"].
Mom & S-D laughs.
Mom: "You won't die"
Me: "O_O!!!!!" [*believes everything*]
Mom: "We should call up Christine and ask her parents if you could stay there while we're gone."
Me: "Mom, her name is Christina. And WHAT THE HELL?! Wouldn't that be imposing? Me, stay there for SIX WEEKS? -_-"
Mom: "Why would you impose? They won't mind."
Me: "YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW THEM. YOU DIDN'T EVEN KNOW CHRISTINA'S NAME."
Mom: "Well, then, where will you stay?"
Me: "I'd rather stay here and die with Kuya than impose by staying at a friend's house for six weeks."
Mom: "Your brother is going to stay with Dara, at his place." [Note the Dara is staying with US. He doesn't have a place, yet. But *still believes everything Mom is saying*]
Me: "What about the house? Who will stay here?"
Mom: "We're canceling our lease. And we're selling everything... as you can see, there's already a bunch of bags of clothes out here."
Me: "Even my piano?????"
Mom: "Yeah!"
Me: WTF??????

For about ten more minutes, my mom keeps saying all this stuff to make me believe that she's actually going to the Philippines. She says something about getting a foster parent, because she wouldn't have a job to give me money. Either that, or get a job and impose Christina's family. More bullshit, until:

Me: "Screw this. I don't want to deal with this right now! I'm going upstairs and onto the computer! *bitter*"

As I pass my mom on my way upstairs, she grabs me by my arms and started laughing.

Mom: "Hahahahaha. I'm not going to the Philippines! *looks at my step-dad* Aww, how could I do that to my bunso? [Philippino word, for youngest daughter]. *laughs some more*"
Me: "You suck! *whine whine*"
Mom and Step-dad: *Hysterical laughter*
Me: *Stomps up the stairs, and turns the computer on while muttering bitter remarks and swear words.*


My family is so mean. *cry* D; They're always teasing me. Always. I think this happens to all of the "bunso's" in every Filipino family. They always get lied to, laughed at, and teased on. Life can be cruel, but you family is of more severity. -_-;

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