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I had yet another quarrel with my mom again.

My patience for her is wearing out. It took a lot of restraint for the beast in me to lash out at her behaviour. Hear me out before commenting.

I was out on Saturday, going for a long awaited movie, KUNGFU PANDA, and its like a sold out crowd for that show I tell ya. So before I goes out, Mom was asking me if I will be home early and could go a trip in Jurong to get some dumplings from her friend, Auntie S.

I replied No. "I am not passing by and I will be home late."

She gave me an irritated look.

I take no heed of her behaviour and left the house.

So while enjoying the show, she called me again, I answered the 1st call, and told her I am watching a show, so please DO NOT CALL ME. She just think its nothing and doesnt even care if i am disturbing the nearby ppl who sat next to me.

"Your dad IS IN JURONG but he doesnt want to take the dumpling for me, Can you go or not?"

"NO! I am in vivocity and its very far from Jurong, even if i am home, it will be around 11pm already! "

-I promtly hang up-

I duno what goes on in her senile mind, I received 3 more calls in the midst of the movie, I totally ignored the vibrating and at the end of the show, I guess I dont really enjoy the gist of it.

So after the whole event in Vivicity, sure enough I got home at around 11pm and was exhausted from the long drive home.

Mom was up and she saw me entering the door, and said, 'hey its still early, Auntie S is not yet asleep, why dont u go and take for me?"

I was pretty pissed by her remark;
1) I am SO GODAMN TIRED FROM THE DRIVE HOME and she expects me to do an ABOUT-TURN TO JURONG just because she have her own agenda!??
2) HEr Husband refused to take the dumplings for her, when HE IS SO GODAMN CLOSE IN JURONG, I have to clear his shit?
3) My car IS NOT HER GODAMN PROPERTY, SHE Doesnt pay me a single cent, and every favour SHE ASKED, IS A FAVOUR, NOT AN ENTITLEMENT. Doesnt she understand this?

I replied coldly, "No, I am tired. I will get for you early morning tml'

So she starts her bitching again. the whole 2 hrs in the living room, she was talking to herself, and her useless hubby and her useless son, I had a fitful sleep that nite.

So her hubby got home at 7am in the morning again. She got up, and started ranting and raving at him. I nvr call him Dad anyway. Not for a long time since the incident. Even if we are in the same lift, we nvr spoke a word, just wait for the lift to take us to the desired floor and we entered the flat like strangers anyway. But enough of him.

I woke up to the sounds of rant and rave. I remember what I promised her. IT IS 8am in the morning when she made the godamn racket. I took my car keys and left the apartment. I was there in Jurong and forgotten Auntie S unit number.

I called home and asked for mom. Obviously she was having her menopause moment, and told her hubby to relay to me, THAT SHE IS USING WHITE RICE TO PRAY TO THE GOD, DONT NEED TO BRING THE DUMPLINGS BACK.

In a fit of anger, i replied, "DONT BITCH TO ME! I JUST WANT THE FUCKING UNIT NUMBER AND GIVE ME THAT!@ I BLOODY KNOW THE BLOCK NUMBER!"

I got the dumplings at last and was waiting for the lift to take me up, when she appeared in the lift with her shopping trolley. She muttered something about me being back so early, I wasnt listening, infact my eyes isnt evening looking at her, I got changed and went back to sleep.

Sometimes, i really envy those children with loving parents. There are somethings in life even money cannot buy. If I could take back the responsible parents again, I would glady go back in time.

She (Mom) had the most f**kedup temper i could ever bear. I told her umpteen times, "DONT ALWAYS WIN! you cannot always win! Sometimes you have to give and take! Why cant u understand there ISNT ALWAYS YOUR PROBLEMS WHICH IS A PRIORITY IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD!"

There's Sichuan, there's Nargis! There's suppression and oppression in this fucking crazy world! Its not your dumplings to the Gods that can save the WHOLE WORLD YEAH!??

Like when she kept complaining that last TV which had discolored, and her hubby is too poor even to get the repairman? Who goes to her rescue? Its her fcking son that gets the 42" LCD FULL HD FOR HER IN THE LIVING ROOM! and what did she even say?

She just blabber to the relatives that her son is so capable and blah blah blah! ANY WORDS FOR ME!?? NONE!! she just thinks, YEAH, HER SON SHOULD PROVIDE FOR HER. WATEVER IT IS! HE WILL PROVIDE!?"

When the toile is clogged and chocked, who gets the repairman to replace the whole cistern system because her hubby is (again) too poor to give a shit abt it?!!

When the aircon is clattering like crazy in the nite and bothering her sleep (because the compressir unit is closer to her), who gets the AIrcon man in the house and does a full apartment aircon servicing!??

I think people should be grateful. regardless if you're a blood kin or not. Regardless if one is your parent or a stranger, you should be grateful. Dont even take ppl for granted, for one day, you will know, backlash will befall you.

I am tired. Just too tired talking about my parents. My family. My home. Home is nothing but a resting place for me. I have no sorrow, nor grief, nor happiness in this family. I was merely a permanent staying visitor in this household.

and then there're people around me. Work, social circle. I dont understand, why would ppl exploit me to the maximum just because I am an obliging person? I says YEs to almost everything, but dont they have a limit to how much this guy can do? Dont they even have a conscience that even tells them, 'look this guy did so much for you, perhaps you should cut him some slack?"

I have people who are not really auto in my circle currently. I should not name them. even if i do, you guys dont even know them anyway. I'm disappointed, I have been a good friend to some, but they take me like shit. I am really disappointed.

I had been depressed with a lot of things currently. mind is full of unfinished work and unreasonable customer. Like this sat, when I am home at 2pm, this ship owner from Jurong SHipyard gave me a call and told me that bolt size were wrongly given, (which my workers gave me) and asked me to do the calculations and give him an answer. I told him, "look its saturday, and we had already knocked off, cant you wait till Mon for it?"

he gave some bloody soap opera excuses why it cannot be done. I told him an answer, he doesnt buy it, he wants an email, or at least a written msg confirming this, " I HAVE NO TIME FOR YOU, MR M. "

- and i hung up on him-

I have no laptop to bring home, so even if he wants it, SORRY I BUEY GIAN LIAO! KNN, what kinda customer is this!??

So depressed ppl will normally do something he likes. I had a full dinner and took some potato chips. I usually eat chips when I sad. I gorge on food. else, I am very healthy, no snacks.

I went to Autobacs (bukit batok) for those who duno what Autobacs is, Its a car supermarket. Everything a car wanted and needed, Autobacs have it. Like Carrefour to the consumer,

I spurge on some long overdue decorations for my ride. Now my baby have stainless steel pedal cover (Razo branded) and I got an exhaust pipe cover for my small exhaust. My sis always say my ride have a small 'dick', NOW I HAVE A HUGE 'dick' enough to smack her. hehe

I got some hooks for my baby as well. always couldnt find a decent hook to hang my drinks or shopping bags when I needed one. seat belt stoppers (but couldnt find the usage for this stuff, why my friends find it useful, i am doubtful)

So the next ride pimping will be, ATF cooler, AT gearknob (stainless), handbrake cover (chrome), Steering wheel wrapping, digital meters for my ride. But that will be another time when my mood is damn bad, I'll go spurging again.

Honestly I should write to my company on the allowance for petrol. with the soaring prices of oil, Company should react to the market and revise accordingly. and not wait till the sales ppl scream "ta boleh tahan"

My allowance cant even last me the entire month. I usually have to top up with my own money for at least 2 more pumps.

That's enough ranting for now. I feel better already.

Till I blog again. Adious.