Yesterday was an emotional roller coaster.
I woke up happy and excited. Was going to meet Logen, head to Ais's house for Deepavali party, and have lots of fun.
We were having lots of fun. Truth or Dare. Charades... Food... Been awhile since I have simple fun like this.
No alcohol. Just pure simple lame fun... :)
In the midst of the day, I had to ignore lots of calls from someone I care for.
Because I wasn't in the mood for lovey dovey and I just wanted 1 day...
I felt far away from all the problems in life...
If I 'd had picked up the calls, I'll somehow be reminded of why I feel so alone...
And I didn't wanna feel alone...
Yet I felt bad for leaving that person hanging...
Cos if I was on the other end of this situation, I'd feel fucked up...
But I was selfish, and I just didn't pick up the calls...
=(
Then I had good talk with Logen,
And he seems to be keen on the whole Work Holiday @ New Zealand...
So He'll be my buddy on this.. :) I was happy... Happy happy happy...
Cos I finally have a goal in my life... A realistic and reachable one...
Then I rushed home to tutor Bryan in English...
I was late so we had 1 hour to do our tution...
Stumbled upon a question about South Pole...
And Bryan insisted that South Pole is a HOT place cos North Pole is the one that is COLD.
I explained to him about the 2 poles being cold because they are further from the Equator which is where the Sun is closer to.. Which is where Singapore is near...
He refused to listen, he went to ask Clarissa & Wilson, that backed me up.
Bryan STILL refused to believer us...
Went to ask my mum, who said "I don't know"
Went to ask my dad, who said "I think it's hot.. Not sure, go check.."
So Bryan came in, shouted happily that my dad said "IT's hot"..
I went to Wilson's room, where Clar is googling it...
And the internet says it's cold...
Bryan insist we are all wrong...
I was super frustrated by then...
So I went to tell my dad and explained...
That's when my dad shouted and said
"I said I think! And I said go and check lah IDIOTS!"
Then I got pissed off... And just left the room...
Because my mum was asleep and arguing with my Dad,
I will always lose... Because I cannot argue with people I love...
I will cry, and they will take that as a sign of weakness...
So, I went back to my room with Bryan feeling all smug...
He brought the dictionary in and tried to search for South Pole.
I told him the dictionary won't have the answer...
Told him to Google it... He insisted that the dictionary has the answer...
I was to sick and tired to bother... Let him check...
He couldnt find the answer.. So he said "FINE! If you say cold then cold lor!"
Then I was so angry... So so angry...
But I just kept quiet... And tears started to well up...
Not ebcause I was angry...
But because I felt guilty... Because at that moment...
I hated my family... And I wanted to leave...
I felt bad that I wanted to leave...
I wanted never to be bothered by all of them ever again...
And as I was thinking about all the bad things I felt like saying to all of them...
I sat there, quiet, and tearing while Bryan finished his worksheet...
Then he looked at me and said "It's 10 O'clock.. I gotta sleep.."
He hasn't finished his work... But I have lost all mood to teach...
And he just went to sleep...
I sat on my bed, trying to force back the tears...
I needed to smoke... I wanted to pack my bags...
Bring 2 huge luggage with me and just leave...
I don't care if I have to sleep on the streets or beg my friends to take me in for a few days...
I wanted to pack my bags, and leave...
But I just sat there... Half wanting to leave, half thinking it's a bad idea...
That I've grown up... And if i blew up now... Lots of pple will get hurt...
I hated myself for what I hated at that point of time...
Bryan tossed and turned... He asked "Jie, are you crying?"
I said No.. He asked again "Why you cry?"
I said No... And off the lights, and went to bed...
Before I slept, I remember crying my lungs out...
Cos I had to keep the cries down.. But my heart felt ripped out of my heart...
And I despised myself...
Cos I felt pathetic... I run at the thought of rejection/hatred...
What is independence?
=( Blogging about it makes me all teary eyed again... Which sucks, cos I'm at work now...
Work... Hais.. Don't get me started...
Taiwan trip this weekend... I'm not excited about it...
Although most of the stuff are all paid for...
I'll prolly still have to spend... Plus, I think, I will want to drink alot there...
Cos, there's nothing else to do... With the people I'm going with...
Hais.... I'd rather drink myself to death than shop and spend money on things that I think looks nice...
And I'd rather drink and have the chance to pretend to be drunk, than to pretend to be inetrested in the things they have to say about work...
So fucking sick of this office job... I think every day I hate myself a little more because I'm still doing this, for the sake of money.. Sometimes I wish I had the hippie thinking... Money and material possessions ain't important... Life is short.. Have fun... FUN YOUR FUCKING HIPPIE BRAIN!! Fun needs money, most of the time... Fuck balls, I just want a rich boyfriend/husband... So I dont have to work and have fun... can or not?? Can or fucking not???
=(
Im starting to blog like I'm talking to myself...
Which means, I need to stop blogging..
BYE...