Christmas.

I HATE CHRISTMAS!

No presents, no party, no christmas mood, nothing. I should have gone to work today and earned my 63 bucks rather than staying at home and get reprimanded over and over again for the whole day. She keeps saying she's a failure. Can't be a good daughter, a good mother, a good wife. Can't do this, can't do that. And then she moves on to complain that we can't give her rest for even a day. Hello?? Look who's talking here?? I was talking to my brother (or rather suan-ing him). But she got angry instead. Funny rights? It's none of her business anyway so why must she care so much?

Then went to Causeway Point. My goodness. I'm supposed to get new clothes for chinese new year BUT my brother bought it instead. This isn't the first time. We stepped into Royal Sporting House and the first thing she thinks of is getting a new jersey for my brother instead of a pair of shoes that I've been requesting for. DAMN IT. She'd rather get some stuff for an idiot who doesn't listen rather than me. Argh. This is driving me crazy.

I can't wait to get out of this house. I can't stand it anymore.