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Friday, June 13, 2008 | 10:47 PM

Mom brought back a bottle of half-drunk wine back, and she said aunty meilis's treat. Lol. so does it mean i get to drink? Instead of me wanting to drink, she seems like she wants me to drink *hermms~*

This post won't be about those fucking birds already.
I will keep ranting because I'm ANGRY. and ANGRY means = literally describing STORM.
Let me tell you a story that was being told by my dearest grandma.

This mother of 3 children; CORRECTION, should i say 4?
Because that 1 really don't seem like 'IT' exist. i termed 'IT' because i find him inhuman. YA FUCKING INFILIAL SON.
She gave birth to 2 pretty daughters. 2 sons.
Goes like; Eldest son, 2nd daughter,3rd daughter & youngest son.
This heroine (th mother) raised the kids up by herself. She had a very very sad past, not that she's suffering from poverty or paucity, but because of her DAMNED husband. A good-for-nothing creature. She had to really really REALLY depend on herself and make sure her children grows up healthily.

As time passes, her children were all old enough to have a family.


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Up till now. I, don't remember seeing my first uncle. Mom told me, i saw him when i was very very young. But who cares. If i don't remember seeing him, and If i don't remember him 'taking' care of my grandmother. He DID not contribute at all. I don't any-o-how smear people okay. I've heard about him thats why. The closest to my grandma was 2nd, 3rd and youngest son.
In the past, Sons were everything. Agree? Lucky new generation not so outdated already.

So, Sons = Gems in the 1980s-90s?
Now, Sons = SAI in the 21st century. In this case only.
Sons are cute, sons are heirloom. But sons are fuckheads only when they DO NOT know how to treat their mothers right.
Grandma is staying with the youngest. Now, he got partner, dua pai uhs? When he doesn't have one, it always has been my grandmother staying with him, cooking for him.
Not wrong to have a partner, uncle. Who will oppose you having your own flat with your future wife.
The point is, you can do what you want, IF my grandma has a comfortable place to live in. In any case the flat is partly under her name. MAKE sure she has a decent place to live in.
This is only Fucking fair. NO, it's RIGHTFULLY meant to be.
Damn you. Spare a thought for her feelings. She's at this age already, but she still has to work, while other ah mas can fucking carry an lv handbag and shop at ............ chinatown.?
Bloody hell, i cannot tolerate this lor.
If you insist, hmph~ ( this hmph not act cute one lor. is angry one ) i CONFIRM punch you.

FUCK (: