RANDOM-ISM.

when i'm bored. (#15)

i removed my entire cookie business. all orders (pathetic 9 bottles of rolled oats and 4 bottles of chocolate chips) are cancelled due to the lack of minimum orders i have set before starting my entire production (10 bottles of rolled oats and 10 bottles of chocolate chips). so people who ordered (who do not actually read this blog), i am not baking your cookies. but who cares, right?


i hate the way mom reads another book and then use all of us as an experiment. next week, the entire family's gonna be on detox (yeah right, on tuesday i'm gonna go eat mars bars with shereen) because mom just read a book on the benefits of detoxification. so that means nothing but fruits, soup (the healthy kind, not the creamy mushroom goo that i love so much), vegetables, soya milk, tofu and GRILLED chicken breast minus the skin. i shall lose my purpose of living for a week. an entire week. enough to kill me.


Tab TV focused on the topic of Self-Mutilatism yesterday and i hid my wrist at my back because mom was glancing suspiciously at my direction every now and then. gosh, now why would her daughter do such a thing? anyway, after that a number of people texted me on my phone on how scary it looked on tv and told me to try and stop it or else they'll call the helpline for me. sheesh. i wonder where they were when i was cutting myself every other day? this just proves how successful the media is when it comes to creating impacts on people's mindset/life/whatever. anyway, i don't cut myself that much anymore. nope.


i no longer address my mother's only son as "brother" anymore. not unless i am in the presence of my parents and aunts and uncles and granna. in any other situation, i'll address him as "my mother's only son" or simply by his name. because i don't think he lives up to that title called "brother" and the only time he talks to me is when he needs something from me, or he needs someone else to do the dirty things in this household, or when he needs to use the PC (thank goodness i'm using the lappy now or else i'll have to encounter that). in fact, sometimes he even uses my sister to tell me to do something, or ask something from me. which is pretty much okay because i don't quite like talking to him or be in the same room as him anyway.


ah, whatever.

posted by Myz @ 2:45 PM