OMG
My dad smashed the last of chairs at the ground floor of my house.
gratz to me, now I dont need to carry chairs anymore. There are't enough left in the house. I guess we will be shopping for new iron unbreakable chairs soon.
My dad also destroyed the house phone. My net line is of course not affected. NOW THERE IS NO HOUSE CALLS TO DISTURB MY STREAMYX ANYMORE. MUAHAHAHHAHAA.
Plus, I dont care anymore, Imnot fucking cleaning their mess, they will clean themself. Its not like i created the fight or threw the stuff around. its time they learn the fact they are retarded grown up babies.
Few days ago they just complain about me not winning any scholarship and losing them a lot of money unlike my sister. Ah well, I think Im just gonna commit suicide before i go to higher education. So i guess they wouldnt need to spend so much money on me. Me dieing would do so much good to them , there is one less mouth to feed and dunid pay my education. It might fund them more doors, chairs and phones which had been demolished.
Since my end of my life is near, let me enjoy the last moments not doing anything except try watching TV ( my dad hasnt broken this yet ), and play as many computer games as possible. As many people say, we need to experience new things in life. Hopefully my eyesight would be bad enough I would need spectacles before I die. At least i get the experience of being four eyes.
Lastly, I am still hoping my dad and mum would finish themselves off ( commit suiciding or murdering each other ). That would leave me with a huge load of cash, less emotional stress, and I might be able to study well again. But oh well, my mum always tell me bad people live very long. Looks like my parents arent gonna die soon.
Thats all for now :D
Lets hope I din emo enough not to make another post.
ON THE BRIGHTEST SIDE MY PARENTS WERE GONNA BRING ME TO LANGKAWI ISLAND. WHERE I WOULD FOLLOW MY MUM BUY STUFF WHICH IS SO FUCKING LAME. WITH THIS FIGHT, 99 % CHANCES WE WONT GO MUAHAHHAHAHA. THEY COULDNT HAD PICK A BETTER TIME TO FIGHT ( oh wait, they are fighting almost daily XD, just this one was kinda serious enough to cause the trtip to go to shambles =) ). no complaints there XD
Now i gotta act sad about the incident. Not try make myself look to happy because the 2 most miserable objects in my life were eliminated by the buffalo man ( my dad ) or hippopotamus or any fat animal. oh wait, I called him walrus right..
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Monday, July 20, 2009
My Room
My room has special homemade mosquito netting.
Thanks to someones stinginess , me and my famous dad were forced to construct our very own mosquito netting. It has more holes than my face.
We place the mosquito netting at my window.
This "netting" was used since last year, but Ive never taken any chances, Ive always decided stuffing myself in my room with no air, is better than having air and scratching your skin off due to mosquito bite. I just close the windows, no aircycle, and no mosquitos. I like simple things.
Today, I decided to put my mosquito netting to the test.
Within 4 hours my room was filled with mosquitos and bugs.
Then my mum came with the best plan ever.
My mum sprayed my room with ridsect. Those stuff do work when u close the windows and doors.
My room stinks, so my mum decided to open my windows and use my mosquito netting to let my room "freshen up" from the mosquito spray smell.
It was raining. You know does bugs who go near lights in the rain ?
Well, they invaded my room.
Thanks to the succesive brilliant ideas, my floor is full of dead insects, and my ceiling containing a single light has more than 100 of bugs.
As the icing on the cake, as I am typiung this, the bugs think its funny to fall of the ceiling and and fall over me. Tonight, I sleep with bugs.
Im suprised I still havent considered trying to cut myself, it seems quite rational know.'
Oh yeah, I was supposed to go to KL 2 days ago, but I fell sick. There is something called loneliness, cooped up, and fustration. it really made me sick. oh, and my parents keep asking me to look cheerful and laugh when I meet people.
Im taught to laugh at aliens talking. What if they were talking about the death of a close relative/family member, and me, the super socialite of Kepong/GeorgeTown, laughs his head off.
Apart from bugs, and more loneliness, my lifes been pretty much good.
Ive learnt that my internet curfew was never meant to be 7 pm to 12 pm. I dont even give a dam to even open my internet before my parents go into their room.
I found a new past time. That is reading. harry... my mum is here to check air flight tickets. yay me. gtg
Thanks to someones stinginess , me and my famous dad were forced to construct our very own mosquito netting. It has more holes than my face.
We place the mosquito netting at my window.
This "netting" was used since last year, but Ive never taken any chances, Ive always decided stuffing myself in my room with no air, is better than having air and scratching your skin off due to mosquito bite. I just close the windows, no aircycle, and no mosquitos. I like simple things.
Today, I decided to put my mosquito netting to the test.
Within 4 hours my room was filled with mosquitos and bugs.
Then my mum came with the best plan ever.
My mum sprayed my room with ridsect. Those stuff do work when u close the windows and doors.
My room stinks, so my mum decided to open my windows and use my mosquito netting to let my room "freshen up" from the mosquito spray smell.
It was raining. You know does bugs who go near lights in the rain ?
Well, they invaded my room.
Thanks to the succesive brilliant ideas, my floor is full of dead insects, and my ceiling containing a single light has more than 100 of bugs.
As the icing on the cake, as I am typiung this, the bugs think its funny to fall of the ceiling and and fall over me. Tonight, I sleep with bugs.
Im suprised I still havent considered trying to cut myself, it seems quite rational know.'
Oh yeah, I was supposed to go to KL 2 days ago, but I fell sick. There is something called loneliness, cooped up, and fustration. it really made me sick. oh, and my parents keep asking me to look cheerful and laugh when I meet people.
Im taught to laugh at aliens talking. What if they were talking about the death of a close relative/family member, and me, the super socialite of Kepong/GeorgeTown, laughs his head off.
Apart from bugs, and more loneliness, my lifes been pretty much good.
Ive learnt that my internet curfew was never meant to be 7 pm to 12 pm. I dont even give a dam to even open my internet before my parents go into their room.
I found a new past time. That is reading. harry... my mum is here to check air flight tickets. yay me. gtg
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
HAPPY
Just kidding. The day Im happy will be the day
Day1
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My Dad used the phone from 7 pm to 11.30 pm. I get my internet at 7 pm and ends at 12 midnight. With his frequent calls, I couldnt even open a webpage thanks to DC.
Day 2
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My Dad and my family goes to have dinner with aliens. Till 11 PM. Talking alien.
Day 3
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Thanks to a brilliant Feng Shui Master, he claimed that we could kill the spiders inhabiting the top corners of my house by suffocating them with the smoke of charcoal. This was supposedly supposed to bring my family luck, and more hitss to the porn site my dad owns.
Sadly, I spent 2 hours setting up charcoal fires in the house ( BBQ style ), my eyes were crying out in the smoke, they will never be the same again. We closed all windows and doors and left the fire in the house for 2 hours.
On the brught side, my house didnt burn up. Oh wait, did I mention I would be spending the whole night vacuuming, mopping and sweeping the floor from charcoal soots and debris in the whole house.
And no, the spiders did not die. They just laughed their ass out at me cleaning the WHOLE FUCKING HOUSE thanks to my feng shui master.
My dad paid him rm 2000 to give tips about how he can get good luck in life and earn good money. To me, its also called daylight robbery.
Day 4 ( Yesterday )
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Dinner alsted till 8.30, but then my dad went out without me ! YESH A FULL NIGHT OF PEACEFUL UNINTERRUPTED INTERNET AWAITS ME.
Ooops, I spoke to soon. At 9, my whole housing area had no electricity. Thanks Malaysia. It came back at 11.30 PM. That was after getting huge mosquito bites around my body.
Oh by the way, My house still smells of burnt charcoal.
Day1
------
My Dad used the phone from 7 pm to 11.30 pm. I get my internet at 7 pm and ends at 12 midnight. With his frequent calls, I couldnt even open a webpage thanks to DC.
Day 2
------
My Dad and my family goes to have dinner with aliens. Till 11 PM. Talking alien.
Day 3
------
Thanks to a brilliant Feng Shui Master, he claimed that we could kill the spiders inhabiting the top corners of my house by suffocating them with the smoke of charcoal. This was supposedly supposed to bring my family luck, and more hitss to the porn site my dad owns.
Sadly, I spent 2 hours setting up charcoal fires in the house ( BBQ style ), my eyes were crying out in the smoke, they will never be the same again. We closed all windows and doors and left the fire in the house for 2 hours.
On the brught side, my house didnt burn up. Oh wait, did I mention I would be spending the whole night vacuuming, mopping and sweeping the floor from charcoal soots and debris in the whole house.
And no, the spiders did not die. They just laughed their ass out at me cleaning the WHOLE FUCKING HOUSE thanks to my feng shui master.
My dad paid him rm 2000 to give tips about how he can get good luck in life and earn good money. To me, its also called daylight robbery.
Day 4 ( Yesterday )
----
Dinner alsted till 8.30, but then my dad went out without me ! YESH A FULL NIGHT OF PEACEFUL UNINTERRUPTED INTERNET AWAITS ME.
Ooops, I spoke to soon. At 9, my whole housing area had no electricity. Thanks Malaysia. It came back at 11.30 PM. That was after getting huge mosquito bites around my body.
Oh by the way, My house still smells of burnt charcoal.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Another step to insanity
Yay im finally breaking up :D
Life in Kedah has reach an all time low, increasesd fustration and a never ending desire to break as many kilometrico pen caps as possible.
As I ran out of kilometrico pen caps to break today, I decided I needed a new way to release my tension I have been living with for the pass few weeks :D.
These are the reasons why i fucking hate kedah and fucking hate my life :D? I hate it and Im smiling, Im quite sure Im gonna go insane soon XD, but thats a good thing I guess, then I wouldnt care about my life at all.
1. Every dinner, I have to bring chairs from the 2nd floor to the first floor dining tables to eat. Why ? Cause my dad decided to destroy 4 dining chairs downstairs in his fury and he is so fucking cheapskate to buy new chairs. Not to mention, I think he loves reminding me how good his relationship with my mum is, breaking chairs and stuff :D?
2. Almost every day my dad would fret on why i got no friends in Kedah. Usually, since my dad is always stressed of work and his troubled love life of trying to keep several mistresses and his wife happy, I decided to just grunt and not talk about that. Finally I told him off that I lived in Kuala Lumpur for 16 years, spent 1.5 years in Penang to study pre u, and ended up in Kedah. Oh yes, I dont go to school or anything in Kedah, how the fuck am i suppose to get friends here.
3. I do go to driving class. So I might ge t some friends here. Too bad they are all Malays and sadly, 100 % of Malay teens that i know spend half their life smoking. In class, they go to toilet to smoke 10 minutes. When eatin, they smoke throughout. While driving, they stop to smoke. Unless I suddenly decide to take smoking ciggies and go rempiting around Kedah, I am clearly not gonna shorten my lifespan in search of friends like them.
4. Today, I realised having a mother is good training to getting a really annoying girlfriend. Especially if she expects you to mop the whole house and bath with your handphone beside you. Every call you miss makes her angry. She comes home and says she receive a lot of stress from work ( teaching ) and her stupid womanizing husband and stupid son who doesnt bath with his handphone in his hand. Today I missed 2 of her calls. One was because i was bathing, another was because I was mopping the house. My phone was downstairs. She expected me to run down the stairs, break a few bones to answer her call.
5. My dad is too busy servicing his bitch and his wife as well as trying to earn illegal money by trrying to make a few pornos with his mistresses. If you ever see a fat old chinese man fucking a super thin flat chested lvl 1 chinese girl on gutteruncensored.com or megaporn, you know thats my dad =D. Hes too busy than fix me a splitter. Now everytime one of his girlfriends or porn directors calls the telephone line, my internet disconnects. Oh yea, my dad is a super popular pimp, expect calls every few minutes with hour long convos regarding their latest positions on screen.
6. Today or yesterday, I cant quite remember, neither do I care, my mum said Im irresposible and show no will of doing anything. I had to restrain myself from telling her to stop getting angry everytime me or my dad misses her calls. This often leads her to have some super black face, infuriates the playboy king ( my dad ) and causes some earthquake in my house.
7. Today I decided to count something interesting. 11 of the 12 doors in my rented house has kick marks ( meaning you can see a hole on one side of the door ) done by a Chuck Norris Wannabe aka my DAD.
8. Im starting to feel my dog has more life than I do.
9. My dad often loves to eat out and invite me and my mum for dinner with some friends ( other pornstars who wanna make illegal money ). It is a routine joke to talk about my inability to talk any form of Chinese. Thanks Dad for teaching me English.
10. And I often sit and watch them talking away in their chinese for hours. So far, the best was starting at 6 and ending at 11.30. I sat there for 5.5 hours hearing aliens language. My dog has more life than I do, Im sure.
11. My Dads sex life has gone so far he cant even shit in the shit bowl properly any more. Often ( like every morning ), I enter the toilet with shit on the floor, and some cake on the toilet slippers. After using chlorox to wash the floor, the toilet will continue to produce shit smell for the next 60 minutes.
12. My only happiness comes online. With the frequent disconnections due to the super popular dad of mine, my mum loves to come into my room, sit on my bed and talks nonsense about my dog, my dad and micheal jacksons death to me. Since I often try to ignore her mumblings while i seek happiness, my mum says i need to put more effort in talking to people.
13. Oh by the way, my mum hides my laptop from 12 midnight to about 7 in the evening incase I find my dad on one of the pornsites. Im 18 and I have curfew on my PC use even when Im on holiday.
14. I feel people on the site some shorty gave me ( fuck my life ), are actually luckier than me.
15. My mum threw my whole collection of CDs last week.
16. My dad used my laptop to watch porn yesterday, it got infected and turned into a boomer. I formatted it. My PC is empty now. I have been playing solitaire for the past 24 hours.
17. Oh yea, did i mention my mum accidentally threw my original Windows CD and the label where the serial number is on ? I had to go and buy a pirated Windows to get my laptop working, and I paid for it.
18. Very recently, My dad decided to gain weight to be a plus sized porn star ( he is 102 kg and increasing ). To avoid becoming Malaysias next walrus, my family is not gonna eat dinner from now on. I get fruits for dinner. Did I mention I eat breakfast and lunch alone ? I only cook like bread and fried rice everyday. Im gonna be malnutritioned soon. Dam.
Well, I got more to say, but Ill keep it for next time when I really get fustrated sad and angry. Haiz. Im starting to get emo :D. its good that I still havent started cutting my skin out, I really hope I dont descend to that level XD.
Stay tuned for more sadness and depression only from applebearcat.blogspot.com ..
Life in Kedah has reach an all time low, increasesd fustration and a never ending desire to break as many kilometrico pen caps as possible.
As I ran out of kilometrico pen caps to break today, I decided I needed a new way to release my tension I have been living with for the pass few weeks :D.
These are the reasons why i fucking hate kedah and fucking hate my life :D? I hate it and Im smiling, Im quite sure Im gonna go insane soon XD, but thats a good thing I guess, then I wouldnt care about my life at all.
1. Every dinner, I have to bring chairs from the 2nd floor to the first floor dining tables to eat. Why ? Cause my dad decided to destroy 4 dining chairs downstairs in his fury and he is so fucking cheapskate to buy new chairs. Not to mention, I think he loves reminding me how good his relationship with my mum is, breaking chairs and stuff :D?
2. Almost every day my dad would fret on why i got no friends in Kedah. Usually, since my dad is always stressed of work and his troubled love life of trying to keep several mistresses and his wife happy, I decided to just grunt and not talk about that. Finally I told him off that I lived in Kuala Lumpur for 16 years, spent 1.5 years in Penang to study pre u, and ended up in Kedah. Oh yes, I dont go to school or anything in Kedah, how the fuck am i suppose to get friends here.
3. I do go to driving class. So I might ge t some friends here. Too bad they are all Malays and sadly, 100 % of Malay teens that i know spend half their life smoking. In class, they go to toilet to smoke 10 minutes. When eatin, they smoke throughout. While driving, they stop to smoke. Unless I suddenly decide to take smoking ciggies and go rempiting around Kedah, I am clearly not gonna shorten my lifespan in search of friends like them.
4. Today, I realised having a mother is good training to getting a really annoying girlfriend. Especially if she expects you to mop the whole house and bath with your handphone beside you. Every call you miss makes her angry. She comes home and says she receive a lot of stress from work ( teaching ) and her stupid womanizing husband and stupid son who doesnt bath with his handphone in his hand. Today I missed 2 of her calls. One was because i was bathing, another was because I was mopping the house. My phone was downstairs. She expected me to run down the stairs, break a few bones to answer her call.
5. My dad is too busy servicing his bitch and his wife as well as trying to earn illegal money by trrying to make a few pornos with his mistresses. If you ever see a fat old chinese man fucking a super thin flat chested lvl 1 chinese girl on gutteruncensored.com or megaporn, you know thats my dad =D. Hes too busy than fix me a splitter. Now everytime one of his girlfriends or porn directors calls the telephone line, my internet disconnects. Oh yea, my dad is a super popular pimp, expect calls every few minutes with hour long convos regarding their latest positions on screen.
6. Today or yesterday, I cant quite remember, neither do I care, my mum said Im irresposible and show no will of doing anything. I had to restrain myself from telling her to stop getting angry everytime me or my dad misses her calls. This often leads her to have some super black face, infuriates the playboy king ( my dad ) and causes some earthquake in my house.
7. Today I decided to count something interesting. 11 of the 12 doors in my rented house has kick marks ( meaning you can see a hole on one side of the door ) done by a Chuck Norris Wannabe aka my DAD.
8. Im starting to feel my dog has more life than I do.
9. My dad often loves to eat out and invite me and my mum for dinner with some friends ( other pornstars who wanna make illegal money ). It is a routine joke to talk about my inability to talk any form of Chinese. Thanks Dad for teaching me English.
10. And I often sit and watch them talking away in their chinese for hours. So far, the best was starting at 6 and ending at 11.30. I sat there for 5.5 hours hearing aliens language. My dog has more life than I do, Im sure.
11. My Dads sex life has gone so far he cant even shit in the shit bowl properly any more. Often ( like every morning ), I enter the toilet with shit on the floor, and some cake on the toilet slippers. After using chlorox to wash the floor, the toilet will continue to produce shit smell for the next 60 minutes.
12. My only happiness comes online. With the frequent disconnections due to the super popular dad of mine, my mum loves to come into my room, sit on my bed and talks nonsense about my dog, my dad and micheal jacksons death to me. Since I often try to ignore her mumblings while i seek happiness, my mum says i need to put more effort in talking to people.
13. Oh by the way, my mum hides my laptop from 12 midnight to about 7 in the evening incase I find my dad on one of the pornsites. Im 18 and I have curfew on my PC use even when Im on holiday.
14. I feel people on the site some shorty gave me ( fuck my life ), are actually luckier than me.
15. My mum threw my whole collection of CDs last week.
16. My dad used my laptop to watch porn yesterday, it got infected and turned into a boomer. I formatted it. My PC is empty now. I have been playing solitaire for the past 24 hours.
17. Oh yea, did i mention my mum accidentally threw my original Windows CD and the label where the serial number is on ? I had to go and buy a pirated Windows to get my laptop working, and I paid for it.
18. Very recently, My dad decided to gain weight to be a plus sized porn star ( he is 102 kg and increasing ). To avoid becoming Malaysias next walrus, my family is not gonna eat dinner from now on. I get fruits for dinner. Did I mention I eat breakfast and lunch alone ? I only cook like bread and fried rice everyday. Im gonna be malnutritioned soon. Dam.
Well, I got more to say, but Ill keep it for next time when I really get fustrated sad and angry. Haiz. Im starting to get emo :D. its good that I still havent started cutting my skin out, I really hope I dont descend to that level XD.
Stay tuned for more sadness and depression only from applebearcat.blogspot.com ..
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