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8/31/2006
A coincidence?
I wished teachers happy teachers' day today.Haha.

I went back to my Primary school.So many people there, I met some old friends, greeted them and started conversations.Alright, all of them have grown taller, okay.

I was walking near the basketball court, when I saw three guys walking outside, one holding an umbrella, as it was raining, sheltering himself and his two friends.I find one of them, the way of walking familiar, I narrowed my eyes, to make sure tt I could see better.I realised tt it's tt guy,they are my schoolmates.I made conclusions tt they would be coming in as this might be their primary school.They continued to bring themselves closer and closer to the main gate, I was looking at them in a weird way, one of them noticed me, he looked at me while walking.I looked at him too.I turned my head to elsewhere, and turned back again.Phew, he had decided to focus on the path he was walking on.Haha.I walked away.

After sometime, I went to the canteen.I saw them at the drink stall.I was shocked, I didn't know tt they were really coming in.I turned myself to elsewhere, and I talked to myself"omg, so scary, they scare me, why are they here?"I have no idea if they were from my primary school too.But I was surprised.When I was in primary three, they should be in primary six.But I don't remember seeing them.Not even the slightest impression.Really.One of them..really, so many times of coincidence.I saw him almost everywhere.I pretended I didn't see them, and I sat down on the bench with my two brothers.They walked past me, went to a wooden bench not far away and of course sat down.You know something?I don't know if it was my imagination, I was trying to see why they are there, so I took a quick peek at them, erm.. maybe I shouldn't use the word 'peek', anyway, it's my eyes.I saw one of them, as though he was looking at me, with his arms placed on the wooden table, 45 degrees upright, and his forehead was covered by his erm..wad do we call tt?(after the palm)And I could only see his eyes and nose, haha.Could you imagine everything which I described?And if I am not wrong, he should be looking in my direction, maybe he was wondering why I was there too.

After sometime, I went home.I was doing something when my younger brother disturbed me, he shook my arms continuously, thus causing me not able to do something.I told him patiently not to disturb me for a few times.But, he just didn't listen.He continued doing tt, and I actually wanted to hit him to warn him, but accidentally, I hit his face, his spectacle too.He shut his eyes for a while, and then opened again, saying"it's damaged."After tt,my mom complained to my dad tt my brother was playful and irritating whereas I am too "polite".I was so angry.I admit tt I was in the wrong.But, he was also in the wrong.He thought tt it's still okay to wear.And just now, a few minutes ago, my mom said"look at wad you had done!you had damaged your brother's spectacle!."I didn't reply her.Although she did reprimanded my brother for disturbing me in the afternoon, but it's not enough.She just said"stop disturbing her, if anything happens, don't come to me."

If my brother could be more understanding and stop inviting troubles, then I wouldn't be so upset at home.Always the one getting scolded, and the one being blamed as though I was only the one in the wrong.She is unfair!If my brother could be like tt, then there will be peace everyday.He really made me fed up, and in the end, I would be the one getting the most scoldings.Where is justice?where has the word"fair"gone to?I tried all means to tolerate him, to make him understand everything, to make him be a better boy.But, when I tolerated, he took things for granted and he began going too far, treating me like a dog, like a slave, like a nobody in his eyes.I don't think he even takes me for a elder sister, if I am lucky, maybe he regards me as his younger sister.Damn it!How could he do tt?And my mom just don't understand.She thought advices and a little bit of scoldings and warnings would be good enough, look at the state my younger brother is in now.He has no respect for anyone, no respect for even his own parents, he thought everything he does is always right.And me?I am just a nobody in his eyes, a person who doesn't exists, a person who he thinks is not fit to be his sister.And wad could I say?He had insulted me before, a very bad one.He has scolded me with vulgarities before, even worse than the words which I used.He has blamed me before, for almost everything.He has gifted me with lots of scoldings, scoldings which would always be remembered by my mom for wad I did.He would always be pushing everything to others, then he wouldn't have to do anything, tt makes him a king.He has authority in this house, he is abusing it, he doesn't even have the right to have it.He orders people around, ordering his dad, tt means my dad, "pa!help me go and take my water bottle","pa!wa lao, you very stupid, like this also don't know how to do, don't know why you became my dad","I wonder why you became my dad."He always argues with me with things which were not applicable or which were not true, "you love him right?I know who he is, you have bf right?"He would always be there "brightening" up my day.Look at him, isn't he kind?I am not saying tt I am good, I just mean tt he shouldn't do those things, at least change bit by bit, I won't mind.

~ { 8/31/2006 08:36:00 PM }
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