I'm famished. It's 12.28am, Aug11 but I have not eaten a single meal for Aug10. I'm not trying to lose weight. I'm just angry, at my mum. Waiting for her to ask me to eat, obviously she didn't. Yah go ahead and say that I'm spoilt or whatever. I'm not.

I'm no princess at home or anywhere. I'm just a slave, everywhere.

Mum is being bias again, yah like what's new. But I can't stand it. I woke up in the afternoon, slightly earlier so that I can have my lunch and then to work. Mum asked me to eat her leftover kuey which is like damn pathetic. Fine. Dear mum woke sis up, an hour later, happily preparing fried noodles for her. Am I kicking a big fuss over nothing? She can't understand what I was upset about but only to reprimand me for my attitude. What was I suppose to do? Smile sweetly at her and say, thanks for the leftover? Or "yah, I prefer leftover kuey than noodle."

Whatever. I'm hungry and I'm not eating until she ask me to.

And so, I'm a slave even outside home. You know, like how I get blamed for everything under the sun. Sometimes you people just gotta reflect. Spend some time, reflect on your own doings. And maybe I reflect too much.

Alright, whinings and all will be elsewhere.

Some happy stuff!
Angel, Aug, Deni, Hong and I were patriotic citizens yday. No, we did not catch the NDP nor the fireworks. We were fancily dressed in red and white, strolling away in town. Damn, we were the only ones like that. So we were treated like aliens, with strangers greeting "happy national day" to us, or cheering "Singapore! Singapore!" Haha. Irritating or hilarious?

By now, I'm still hungry. Mum went to sleep and did not ask me to eat.