Thursday, December 20, 2007
alright, this wouldnt be the first
post where im going to rant away about
how much i hate family gatherings.
it usually occurs before or after the occasion.
apparently today, i picked after.
i find holidays rather redundant
where individuals are FORCED to make
awkward conversations and embarassing revelations.
I'm neither close to my maternal or paternal relatives.
So out of the 365 days, tell me why the hell im suppose
to waste a special holiday with a bunch of people i hardly
spend my daily life with. suddenly, we have to act all
jolly and what-not as though we've been through each others
vicissitudes of life.
and suddenly, they are concerned about my well-being whatever shit.
where the hell have you been?
so i shy away from aunties and some uncles who are so busybody,
and little toddlers who talk too much
or potential conversation disasters that usually involves the
aforementioned categories.
seriously, they are more of a stranger compared to any friend
you want me to name right now.
oh well, maybe it's just my relatives.
or me.
and this torture continues in the subsequent years.
p.s:and what the hell, iv've to go all the way to freaking malaysia,
crammed in my motherfucking OWN car like canned sardines for a
bloody engagement ceremony. my bloody thrill and excitement in life cease
to amaze me. god hates me so bloody much
p.p.s: and i've hardly had a conversation with this cousin since i started puberty
and i dont even bloody hell know who his potential fiancee is,
wow suddenly im shipped to this stupid ceremony and have to wear stupid
malay costume, sweltering like a pig and pretend like im happy to be there.
♥XOXO