When parents are least understanding of your needs, you kinda feel redundant in this family. They always think money is power and thrash you with it as an easy solution to satisfy your needs. Or should I say they have erractic mood swings and their attitude change with their mood. I told them that I have a final year project to rush and would be rather busy. And what is my dad reply..can you do this and that for me, can you pack your messy room by a specific dateline, can you sleep earlier, why didn't you read your Reader Disgest, you are wasting my money subscribing it. I am sorry, can you give me some grace period. What..you can't even do a simple thing for me. Wow, I didn't know I have a specific dateline for household chores. I will say ok, then nod as they nag away about how they want this particular thing to be done. Once I show signs of disinterest, arrows shooting time start. Dad will say I always show my sulky temper and mood and that my attitude sux downright and so..it's a waste of time to talk to me about any single thing regarding family stuffs. And ya, so I am gradually left out when it comes to family matter. Alrite, it doesn't matter. Hey dad/mum, I have sth to share. You noe what people say about sharing and spending quality time with your parents. Their reaction-is your own life now, I am busy with my work. I don't understand this and that and most often- their heads turning away from the particular object that I wanna share.

Recently, had my room painted and new furnitures bought for my study room. Dad painted the room fresh lime green and violet. Overall, very satisfy with my room cuz dad put in alot of effort to paint it and had the furnitures arranged. But before that it was hell week. Dad practically put all my stuffs in the living room and my computer, as a result was disconnected. These were very much understandable. So I went about the living room searching for my stuffs which were kinda displaced and hidden somewhere. There came the time when I started hitting the books. No adequate light source since the living room's light were rather dim. No chance upon the kitchen, as it's too messy too. So each night after dad completed his painting session, I place my books and stationary back to my room. And his response was rather shocking. He started grumbling about how petty I am and started commenting like a critic " It looks like you're rushing me to finish painting the room. Since is so, I don't wanna paint your room la. Don't paint then don't paint lo."

Kinda demoralized by friday since my mum nearly freaked me out as she vommitted whole night (doc said it was food poisoning), a vey precious ball broke and by some harsh words my parents commented. Mood was better when DJ Skinny called me to chat. I heard her soothing voice through the phone and all troubles around me seem so insignificant at that particular moment.

Thurday, trained with classmates for 2.4km. Didn't manage to hit the passing grade and which means, I'm seriously unfit. Started wheezing while I ran and felt rather breatheless. Such poor stamina so my target is to train properly for my NAPFA and get beyond the bronze award. During primary school days, managed to clinched gold awards and it always seemed so easy. But during sec, stamina went downhill and each time I looked into the mirror, I see a fat orange staring back at me. haha~

On the same day, was freaking late for a birthday dinner as we spent too much time on training and didn't planned our time properly. The food there quite nice and erm..which is better than the Bao Gong XO Zi Char near my area la.