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Thursday, November 15, 2007 8:27 am

tired. vexed. In short, I need a shotgun.

Is it good or bad to have a sibling? Never mind a sibling, a younger person than you around.
Personally I feel it's okay.
The good sides are: What you want you pretty much get.
The bad thing is that when you have one PC at home, the hours that you can touch the keyboard without being labeled selfish is reduced to mere minutes. I got so frustrated with my parents last night for jabbering at me for being selfish that I just went to 'my' room and freaking slammed the door. They didn't bother to ask how long I was at the PC and they just named me. Fine. I would name you two. Dumb and dumber.
Isn't it strange that they don't complain when you are working long hours doing homework and all?

So then I just thought or reflected. Perhaps I was being too childish. Then I opened my door and then it all started again.
I should be thankful that today's the last day he's here. He wants to stay for another night but my Mum disapproved. She has to work. Yeah. If she were a housewife, I can pretty much kiss my lovely room goodbye for these two entire months. It's not a disaster. It's a catastrophe.
I would be heading out to have lunch with them later. To celebrate him getting first in class.
Whoa. I wasn't this bright at Primary School. The only 1s I see are the trophies in the Relay Runs that I participate in. Well, you can't blame me. TV was very much a huge magnet at that time and books and I don't have that affinity. Yuck.

I have cleared my shelves already. They seem grotesquely naked. Pockets of holes here and there. But the tear of the plastic-the glue thingy- has reduced a lot. But then, come the following years, I might need to call someone to patch them up.
Well.
I should be getting off the PC now.
I have been on for like 1o minutes?
Need to let the critter have his go lest I get named again.
Am I that selfish?



this used to be a funhouse. But now it’s full of evil clowns.