Sunday, May 27, 2007
I HATE BRUSSEL SPROUTS!!!!!
Why do I have to eat them for dinner?
Dude, man!
Go get a life!
Dinner set:
Rice with Stewed Pork and Mushrooms.
Steamed Fish
And BRUSSELS *smiles sarcastically*
Err... wow?
I was polite at dinner.
I really was.
I sat without lifting my leg
I didn't watch TV
I spoke, not SHOUT.
Reward: Brussel Sprouts!
Yay. Delightful. *scorns*
Gee, what's the problem?
I was really GUAI ok!!!
My MOM was like, "(my name), have some brussel sprouts. You need vegetables."
I ignored that. Then she took one and plopped it on my plate.
What manners!
Her daughter is being an angel for once and she has the cheek to dump some gunk on my plate?
DUDE!
The shape was oval, small one.
The smell HORRIFIED me.
I almost puked, but I had to control coz I had guests.
I HATE GUESTS.
So I forced myself to eat it.
I took a bite.
The smell was IN my mouth.
The taste was so DISGUSTING!!!
I almost puked, as in those TV dramas when the lady is pregnant and they're restraining type of puking.
I had to press the fork against my mouth to stop myself from HURLING.
Then my mom was cooing a me "Do you like it, dear?"
"DO I LOOK LIKE I LIKE IT?" I snapped at her.
WRONG MOVE. I almost VOMITTED.
So I carefully STUFFED the rest of the Brussel Sprout into my mouth and chewed.
I took a deep breath and chewed 5 times. Then I repeated this procedure again.
Like, how can my mom do this to me?
She rarely does anything motherly anymore.
Coz of that PHASE.
Bleahs.
Last time we were like Friends and now we're like some sort of Hi-Bye relative.
Like, I think I'm closer to my handphone than her.
And hell, I never liked handphones.
-ugh-
I finally gulped down the remains and almost cried.
It has some NASTY taste I can't describe.
Seriously.
Then I continued my dinner quietly, and my sister, being the BYATCH she already is,
(FUCK CENSORSHIP!!! WOOHOO!!!)
told my mom in this really sweet voice, "She didn't eat last night you know*smiles sweetly*"
BTW,
Last Night's Dinner set:
Rice with Potato and Onion Soup and Broccoli.
GREAT.
I never had such a retarded meal in my freaking life except for the time when I had a high fever and could only have Plain Porridge for every meal.
I already told my mom over he phone
"I don't care! I'm not eating some retarded meal for dinner!"
So for last night's dinner, I shared NUGGETS with my sister and had a Kit Kat Bar instead of RICE.
Mind you, I ate more broccoli than my sister!!!
And drank the soup OBEDIENTLY.
While watching Cheaper by the Dozen.
There were 10 nuggets and I was FRIGGIN' HUNGRY.
(Duh~ I didn't eat rice.)
So I had 7 nuggets while my sister had 3. But she was taking her time, anyway.
And she FREAKING dared to tell my mom?
BYATCH!!! Dammit I can't believe almost everybody I know is trying to demoralise me or SCREW me UP!
Like, what's wrong with you people?
So Anyway, I told everything to my mother and my dad was like
"10 NUGGETS[It was 7, btw]? You need more Vitamins. Eat 1 more BRUSSEL SPROUT."
I ignored that. I was getting PISSED by now.
"BEFORE I increase the number."
I put on my BITCH/AP/PMS mode and scowled.
There were guests at the table, so I could only give everyone a sarcastic smile at the BEST.
"1,2,3"
My dad ate one of the remaining 3 Brussel Sprouts and passed the rest to me.
"2 Brussel Sprouts. NOW."
Like, WTH?
I refused. The smell made me nauseous. I wanted to puke. I wanted to CRY.
The STENCH was so bad I was almost tearing.
I so wanted to put on my Crocodile Tears but there were guests(Do I have to repeat?), so I just looked down at my dinner and continued eating.
My dad was pressing on me.
The remaining adults(guests) were looking at me intently and my MOM was...
SHE was smiling at me.
Yea, thanks, a smile to cheer me up. Just what I need.
I gave her the same smile and do you know WTH she did?
She said aloud "Don't you GIVE me THAT LOOK."
It's like everyone is trying to find the slightest FAULT with me.
Gee, I need a job. FAST. It's perfect timing, I tell you.
Just when I think my life is going GREAT, I'm feeling happy, some ASSWIPE just have to pull my spirits down.
I wish I were a baby.
When you're a BABY and you are a hell lot of trouble, you're ADORABLE
When you're growing up and maintaining your peace, someone has to find FAULT with you.
This is my world so stop ruining it!
So I scowled at her.
*smiles sweetly*
My dad pushed me again.
"EAT IT"
"I don't want"
"EAT IT"
"I DON'T WANT LARHX!"
"EAT IT"
"NO!"
I could have just left the table then and there.
But I didn't. STUPID ME.
Then my mom was like "Since it's so delicious don't waste it. We'll just eat it then."
Like, she's tryna irritate the SHIT outta me then act so goody towards me.
ASSHOLE.
So my dad ate it.
I was SERIOUSLY PISSED.
I finished the rest of my dinner and almost flunked them into the sink.
But I held my cool and placed it in the sink,
Then I STORMED up to my room.
♡V