Friday, January 4, 2013

Raging new year, part 1.

Okay, hardworking blogger here! This is my 3rd post of the day already, I have yet to sleep!


I'm going to talk about my last day of 2012 to the first day of 2013. I guess the first part of 31st Dec of 2012 was pretty fucked up, I was very pissed. I promised this guy to go and visit him at his home, he had quite a sad background though. But I didn't know that everything would crash with my schedule but since I promised him so I must make my way there. He was quite annoying, honestly. He would talk to me whenever I'm online on facebook and it gets on my nerves when I'm extremely busy. *roll eyes*

So it was the rainy season and it was damn fucking fucked up because I was late and rushing. I showered and rushed to make steam eggs then baby came over unexpectedly, she was supposed to meet me at Amk but I guess she was worried that I couldn't handle everything by myself. Afraid that if the guy ate alone, he'll feel awkward so asked baby to share food with him so I made a portion of 2.

Carried the food in my Peach John bag and I really loved it alot, but the curry stained the bag. Kind of pissed because it was my first time using the lunchbox bag and it was stained already. Made curry chicken because the guy requested it. Okay, his name is Viki.


Baby sheltered me with the umbrella and we crossed opposite to buy Japanese rice and miso soup. Afterwards, we mrt-ed to Amk. I apps him asking if we were to board the bus directly outside the mrt station or the opposite. The rain was pouring like mad and he said it was opposite, I was kind of losing my cool already. We went opposite and the bus he suggested was not there except one so we went to ask the bus-driver. In fact, we asked two and both asked us to cross back opposite. Seriously?! I got fucking pissed and threw tantrum on the spot. Baby coaxed me and we cabbed there instead. I apps him saying that it was bloody troublesome to travel all the way there. *roll eyes again*

Okay, tried to control myself. When we alighted from cab, we saw him. It was fucking awkward. -____- But it's kind of sad to see the place though.. hmm. He led us to a place whereby we've to put the table and chairs ourselves, then we asked him to stay there while he told us to go to the kitchen to prepare. It's like putting us in a place we're not familiar with and asked us to get comfy, lol. I've to keep washing the bowls again and again as well as the containers.

We heated up everything and returned to the place where he is to set everything up nicely for him to have his meal. He said he didn't expect me to be this big size because I looked small in photos. What the fuck? I come all the way here for you to insult me? -______- He even said my legs are fat. I wished I could use them to break your face. Then he proceeded on asking me why there isn't potatoes in the curry and the Japanese rice tasted like some kueh's rice and are the steam eggs naturally this salty. -___________-

I had a difficult journey here and the least I need to hear is your comments on how unappreciative you're.


He asked if he could use his hands to eat and I was like okay and I'm kind of afraid he is awkward so I asked Khayen to eat with her hands too and he complained saying that the bowl is too small and I went to get him a fucking plate. -______- Afterwards, he sat there and waited for Khayen and I to clear the fucking table. It was the most fucked up charitable activity I did and I decided to not treat him as someone in need but as a friend so I can feel as fucked up as I fucking want to.

I gave him the belated Xmas present I got for him and the look I got in his face really makes me feel like blasting myself for getting him a gift. I got him a Lion Softtoy because I wished he gets some companion and he'll be as strong as a lion would be but fuck, look at his expression. -______- Oh yeah, he even told me my arms were bigger than his, so thanks okay. And he said I looked like some 19 years old and Khayen looked younger than me but he said she is 20+ which doesn't make fucking sense and he commented that my photos looked like I'm underage. Okay lo, I didn't know I came to some beauty contest or something because he kept fucking judging me from top to toe. And by the way, I wasn't feeling well but I came down and he was asking me why the fuck I sound like that, BECAUSE I LOST MY VOICE, CAN ANOT? And he commented the voice I had before I lost my voice sound like a fucking kid, thanks okay. Pcb.

I really try to keep all nasty comments I have to myself because I SHOULD have much more things to comment about YOU than you've to comment about ME. Cb. He gave me a pair of earrings for Xmas but seriously I never once appreciated gift and I'm not going to pretend that I appreciate it. Thanks.


Okay. Before I met him, he even tried asking me whether if guys at his age liking sex would be normal. Omg for goodness sake... urgh. I even scolded him because it's so fucking inappropriate. He was a buyer of mine but I didn't take his money and gave him the things he buy for free because I realized he only earns $50/month and if I were to take $30+ away from him, I'm actually taking more than half of his salary and my conscience doesn't allow me to do so and fuck? HE DIDN'T EVEN SAY THANK YOU NNB. Basic manners can anot? I don't need you to kowtow to me but at least say thank you la pua cheebye.

This is a rage post, I swear, I'm going to make this post into two parts so it doesn't ruin my happy new year post ah pcb. After eating, he asked me to push him around so I did. And I requested him to show me around because if I were to push him into his room, we got nothing better to do. And he knows that I'm meeting my friend but I guess he was taught not to forget to delay time so he commented that his drawer was fucking messy and requested for the both of us to clear things in there for him. Yay, I'm a maid can.

So Khayen was god damn nice and she got practically no complains maybe because the fucking idiot never said that she's fat or has fatter arms or maybe a bigger head than he has -.- I went to threw whatever things he said he didn't wanted to keep. Afterwards he asked me to write some chinese characters and asked me if I could kindly mail it out for him and thank god my mother give birth to me with stm so I didn't take the card and didn't have extra errands to run! Khayen taught him to write "生日快乐" himself but I think he lack patience and going to blow his top already so Khayen suggested writing everything for him. -____- He even offered me the tiger balm someone gave him as a gift to bring home, lol no thx.

He requested for photo-taking so I said after this one, I've to go already. And before I come, I actually apps him clearly that I wouldn't be taking his orders anymore because sending down very troublesome and bohua and this is the first and last time I'm coming down because I'm drenched and my make-up almost got wash away before I meet my friends and he still got the cheeks to ask me face to face if I will come and visit him again. And I was god damn pissed, if normally I will paiseh and say, "Maybe next time." But to him, I immediately and without hesitation rejected him because he'll pester me on facebook everyday and he is still pestering me everyday and I didn't want to talk to him because I'm afraid I'll scold him. I just didn't like him because he didn't know how to appreciate and I just felt that he's kind of fucked up as a person, I'm just not interested in making friends with this sort of people. And he asked me why I won't come and visit him again, I said it so bloody clearly in the whatsapp, he just can't save some embarrassments for himself meh? I replied politely saying it's complicated to get here by bus and he said I could take cab. YOU OKAY ANOT I NEVER EARN MONEY FROM YOU STILL WANT ME TO SPEND MONEY ON YOU, SIAO? I just said, "Bohua. Goodbye." Then pulled Khayen away to cab back to Amk. Fucking smart move I made! Anyway gonna end this post, continue part 2 in another.

Oh by the way he even reminded us before we leave to keep the tables and chairs we use. Holy fucking cow.

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