is this source reliable? a fucking no
ohkay i'm really damn pissed now and i'm sorry if i'm being rude to my parents but hear me out ohkay
so i'm having my period now and i've been having crazy cramps. like to the extent that i can barely even move. it's gotten a little better, but it's still really pain and i have nausea now. i was having diarrhea just now so today is really a shit day no pun intended.
at first mum said to use a hotpack. but guess what? my house doesn't have a fucking hotpack. not in the freezer not in the cupboard not anywhere. ohkay fine whatever. we no hotpack bopian.
then i asked mummy if she could help me go buy the panadol for cramps. i asked her that at 12 mind you. and then she was like aiyo, ohkay la, i go buy u pain until liddat. and guess fucking what. it's fucking 1:18 and both of them have vapourised.
i mean what the fuck. she completely didn't even do anything after i told her that lor. just sat down there. told daddy to follow her and didn't even do anything when he was watching his show. SHE DIDN'T EVEN FUCKING CHANGE THAT'S WHY I KNOW SHE DID NOTHING. SHE ONLY STARTED TO CHANGE WHEN I CAME OUT OF THE TOILET AFTER LIKE HALF AN HOUR OF BEING ON THE BRINK OF DEATH AND STARTED YELLING ABOUT IT THAT SHE ACTUALLY BOTHERED TO MOVE HER ASS AND CHANGE
like what the actual fuck. and daddy completely didn't give two shits and just sat there to watch his show. and then guess what? i shout so much alr right? still don't give a rat's ass about it and still what play and watch tv waste time idek.
they only left house at like 12.40. TWELVE FUCKING FORTY. FORTY DAMN MINUTES AFTER ME TELLING MUMMY THAT I NEEDED THE PANADOL
THE NEXT TIME THEY FALL OR SOMETHING UH. DON'T EVEN BOTHER YELLING FOR ME. BECAUSE WHY? OH WAIT, I REFILL WATER FIRST. OH WAIT, I CHECK INSTA FIRST. OH WAIT, I REPLY MY FRIENDS' MESSAGES FIRST. OH WAIT, I WATCH MY DRAMA FIRST. WHY NOT YOU JUST HELP YOURSELF LA?
FUCK MY LIFE WHAT IS THIS THE ONLY PEOPLE I KNOW THAT CAN'T SEEM TO GIVE TWO SHITS. I TELL THEM TO DO ONE THING RIGHT MUST GIVE LEEWAY OF ONE HOUR OR MORE. I'M NOT EVEN TELLING THEM TO GO TO LIKE BEDOK OR SOMETHING OHKAY. JUST FUCKING DOWNSTAIRS OUR HOUSE THE SEVEN-ELEVEN IS IT THAT HARD TO WALK DO YOU NEED A WHEELCHAIR OR A PERSONAL SERVANT OR SOMETHING
C'MON WHAT THE FUCK MAN
sorry if i'm being really rude and insensitive but if you're experiencing what i'm experiencing now and the people that say they'd help you are lazing around on their asses you'll know what i'm trying to explain and you'll know what i'm feeling now.
smore later got sundown marathon and i'm really excited for it.
where are those two adults. what the fuck. i'm really contemplating if i should just go down to buy it by myself because they'll NEVER get anything on time i promise you.
i tell you i think next time i in critical condition in hospital or dying they'll still be like "Oh hold on, let me watch my show" "oh hold on, let me do something first"
sixteen years (gonna be sixteen in 4 days) of my life alr. i think i've lost enough faith to never expect them to deliver anything on time.
trust is like a mirror. once broken, it can never be pieced back to its original form. i think that might work for faith too
having second doubts on asking them to help me take care of my child now. sekali she fall off the table they still drag one hour to send her to hospital. like that i might as well leave her by herself lor.
fuck my life
i hate everyone
i guess me looking like i want to kill everyone is not just a look
Hope™
ps. this will prolly be my last post of the month sorry to end off on such a bad note
so i'm having my period now and i've been having crazy cramps. like to the extent that i can barely even move. it's gotten a little better, but it's still really pain and i have nausea now. i was having diarrhea just now so today is really a shit day no pun intended.
at first mum said to use a hotpack. but guess what? my house doesn't have a fucking hotpack. not in the freezer not in the cupboard not anywhere. ohkay fine whatever. we no hotpack bopian.
then i asked mummy if she could help me go buy the panadol for cramps. i asked her that at 12 mind you. and then she was like aiyo, ohkay la, i go buy u pain until liddat. and guess fucking what. it's fucking 1:18 and both of them have vapourised.
i mean what the fuck. she completely didn't even do anything after i told her that lor. just sat down there. told daddy to follow her and didn't even do anything when he was watching his show. SHE DIDN'T EVEN FUCKING CHANGE THAT'S WHY I KNOW SHE DID NOTHING. SHE ONLY STARTED TO CHANGE WHEN I CAME OUT OF THE TOILET AFTER LIKE HALF AN HOUR OF BEING ON THE BRINK OF DEATH AND STARTED YELLING ABOUT IT THAT SHE ACTUALLY BOTHERED TO MOVE HER ASS AND CHANGE
like what the actual fuck. and daddy completely didn't give two shits and just sat there to watch his show. and then guess what? i shout so much alr right? still don't give a rat's ass about it and still what play and watch tv waste time idek.
they only left house at like 12.40. TWELVE FUCKING FORTY. FORTY DAMN MINUTES AFTER ME TELLING MUMMY THAT I NEEDED THE PANADOL
THE NEXT TIME THEY FALL OR SOMETHING UH. DON'T EVEN BOTHER YELLING FOR ME. BECAUSE WHY? OH WAIT, I REFILL WATER FIRST. OH WAIT, I CHECK INSTA FIRST. OH WAIT, I REPLY MY FRIENDS' MESSAGES FIRST. OH WAIT, I WATCH MY DRAMA FIRST. WHY NOT YOU JUST HELP YOURSELF LA?
FUCK MY LIFE WHAT IS THIS THE ONLY PEOPLE I KNOW THAT CAN'T SEEM TO GIVE TWO SHITS. I TELL THEM TO DO ONE THING RIGHT MUST GIVE LEEWAY OF ONE HOUR OR MORE. I'M NOT EVEN TELLING THEM TO GO TO LIKE BEDOK OR SOMETHING OHKAY. JUST FUCKING DOWNSTAIRS OUR HOUSE THE SEVEN-ELEVEN IS IT THAT HARD TO WALK DO YOU NEED A WHEELCHAIR OR A PERSONAL SERVANT OR SOMETHING
C'MON WHAT THE FUCK MAN
sorry if i'm being really rude and insensitive but if you're experiencing what i'm experiencing now and the people that say they'd help you are lazing around on their asses you'll know what i'm trying to explain and you'll know what i'm feeling now.
smore later got sundown marathon and i'm really excited for it.
where are those two adults. what the fuck. i'm really contemplating if i should just go down to buy it by myself because they'll NEVER get anything on time i promise you.
i tell you i think next time i in critical condition in hospital or dying they'll still be like "Oh hold on, let me watch my show" "oh hold on, let me do something first"
sixteen years (gonna be sixteen in 4 days) of my life alr. i think i've lost enough faith to never expect them to deliver anything on time.
trust is like a mirror. once broken, it can never be pieced back to its original form. i think that might work for faith too
having second doubts on asking them to help me take care of my child now. sekali she fall off the table they still drag one hour to send her to hospital. like that i might as well leave her by herself lor.
fuck my life
i hate everyone
i guess me looking like i want to kill everyone is not just a look
Hope™
ps. this will prolly be my last post of the month sorry to end off on such a bad note
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