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Monday, April 02, 2007

im gonna de same as what fifa mentioned in her previous post..

im getting sick of the people at home..

n if i may add on, im insanely pissed too..

n not to mention, unloved..

great, my family is nw in its most "spectacular" mode. is it just me or i think something is wrong sumwhere. i dun even know wad to begin writing about them. well people may think im de most disrespectful son or de baddest of dem all by writing stuffs about his family here. well, i have my reasons why n frankly i dun need to tell y. im just letting off wad ive been holding deep inside. Nw, i just cant take anymore of this crap.

1st up is my elder brother : hais, sumtimes i reallie wonder whether we're blood related or not. we have absolutely nothing in common at all.
if you people must know, we hardly ever talked. maybe once a week?.or once in a month?.nahh...its like mostly once in a blue moon. i cant even remember when was de last time i talked to him. wanna noe y?. cos he simply not worth talking to. what?. when people wanna start talking to him, all he reply is with that kurang ajar manner with his voice raised.he thinks he's de eldest of siblings he can run everybody over? and what? u borrow people's stuff can, people wanna borrown urs melenting semacam. he thinks he's eldest, he can say/do what ever he likes? he thinks he's eldest, he can anyhow say people sial2 at home is? moreover its me?. what i take to telephone got trouble u is it? i never disturb u what. y all those words den?. what sial what bodoh? think funny is it?? eh lemme tell u something lar brother, u wanna say something to me, u say it straight to my face. no need to wait for me to go inside the room then u start throwing curses at me. what sial what bodoh? who are you to say such stuffs to me? your my elder brother? hah! so what?..ur still in no position cos u havent been acting like an elder brother to me since u know when? since our previous house. since more then 10 years ago. n my god u were more like a brother to me then, even more then u can ever be i guess. so dun start acting like an elder brother to me now, dun even act so in the future. cos to me, i had an elder brother 10 years ago. sumhw nw, i felt i lost DAT brother n now im left with nothing. u dun deserve de respect from me, nt nw not in de future, just like an elder brother should. nw, sumhw i wished i had a kakak. i really do.

2nd-ly is my YOUNGER sister: wanna noe i CAP de word younger? cos she is younger but she's acting like a older sister den me. im like dumbshit speechless. i mean what ever happened to the siblings in this family man. she doesnt even call me abang u knw?. wen she's toking to me she would go : eh azri, eh azri, eh oi! ..where's de abang?.where's de abg azri? u can call my elder brother abang?..y cant u call de same towards me too?. abang azri..is it soo hard?..too long for u to handle is it?..and please lar, u people should see the way she talked to me, totally no respect at all. talked to me like im her fren. talked to me like sumone unworthy. talked to me like im not her elder brother. she screams, she shouts, she talked loudly towards me unlike towards my elder brother. hello sister. ur 15 dis year, sec 3. please act that age.please act that level can.ur not DAT small anymore u know. like the same as my elder brother, we hardly talked. but at least we talked more compared to my brother. my brother, hah!. dun even bother. what ever happened to sibling love which i had 10 years ago. what happened to the hugs we shared then. whatever happened to talking things out between us. what ever happened to having fun like what we used to more den 10 years ago. time flies.. yes.. but should you siblings do likewise?..
must you people change too?..
ur siblings for goodness, siblings! sadly, nw, i dun feel like i have any siblings.
there are like strangers at home. nw, no respect for each other. i honestly can say, like seriously.i do respect them. but i dun get the same in return. which makes me think, are they worth my respect. cos frankly, i longed for the same siblings which i once had. more den 10 years ago. sibling love is much valued to me den. nw, u can forget it..

3rd-ly my mom : hais. i dun even know where to begin with. it's not im disrespecting her or what by talking about her here. i just wanna share what i feel. that is all. she's the mom, and for that i DO respect her for what she is. i knw i may not be the greatest of sons. but mind you, i am what i am whether you like it or not. if people say people dun want to follow, den u must at least respect their decision. would u like it with someone forced you to do something. i think anybody won't like that rite?. especially u. you don't like someone to nag at you. you shouldn't do the same to others too. you don't like someone to force you to do something. you shoudnt do dat to others too. i already said i don't wanna go. y force me too?. you jolly well knew if i were to folow also, you knw i wud be insincere. n you noe well that lau tk ikhlas kn pon tk gune jugak. den y pakse me in de first place?..i already told u i dun wanna go. i already told u im tired. y cant u at least understand that?. y pakse..if u were tired. i forced u to do something for me would u do it?.well if u do it pon, would it be sincere?..no rite..its good enuf i didnt talked back to you or raised my voice towards u at dat point of time. but don't push your luck. like everything else, i have a limit to everything also. n frankly i dun wanna quarrel or what. but if things reach its boiling point in me, things will go straight that way. i mean c'mon, as a mother you should noe. if u dun de least u could do is understand. at least understand y my decision is likewise. not like wad, i dun want den u shout at me, you hit me n u slam the door on me. what? trying to throw ur tantrum?..lemme tell u what, you havent seen mine. n frankly dun make me. cos i dun wan cos ur my mother,i respect that. i expect the same from u. n one more thing also. you knw just now wen i called home, the convo went on like this;

umi: assalamualaikum.
azri: wa'alaikumsalam.umi ehk?.
umi : ah! nk aper? (in a not happie way)
azri: walid(dad) maner? pgglkn boleh?
umi: hmm (den threw de phone aside cos there was loud bang sound)
(aiya u can noe if sumone throws de phone one lar)

den when de phone was on the ground or wherever it is dey were talking as i can hear their convo.

walid to umi : saper tu?
umi: Anak U lar! p bobal ngn dier saner lar!

.........

immediately after hearing this i straight away felt sad, angry, disappointed, u name it..
what im not her son too is it?..im just my father's son is it?
i knew she's angry with me but must she say so?. i know she's a mom. but so?. should a mom talk to her children like dat? wad? one moment of unhappiness and im NOT her son anymore?. doesn't want admit im her son?. haiz..i dun even noe what to say anymore.
Mom's knows best?. well, to me, never entirely. n sometimes. never will.
prove me wrong then. respect is not the isue anymore. nw, its understanding dats lacking.

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haiz, of all the peopl in the house, only my dad n my auntie who lives with us treats me de way i like it. i know i may not be that most wonderful son. but dun blame me. there's a reason y i rebel. there's a reason y kids rebel. n frankly speaking. kids are not de ony ones who needs to do reflection. parents should too. kids rebel cos there's just somthing wrong. as a parent. you should know wad n why.

as for my family. i seriously think we need need to have super long family convo to talk tingss reallie out.

haiz i just miss de old times of my family.
sadly speaking, i just dun feel dat anymore nw.

n even sumtimes, i feel as though im reallie adopted.

i dun feel loved in this family anymore.

n and seriously lar ehk..if u people are not happie to see me or wad..

tell me straight, i can leave.

* sigh*

i miss being pampered n loved by my god- mom and late god- father.
i reallie do.



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