Posted on: Monday, February 19, 2007
Posted at: 10:28 PM Quit quarreling lahdey. Can't you people see that I'm around?
Ever notice my presence? Not that to hang around in the living room and see you peeps quarrel, but d'you actually expect me to stay in my room, and rot?
NO! Because I'm hiding my Mos Burger food.
At least go to your room and quarrel right? Or should I say, Daddy's room?

And Daddy, so what if you're a vegetarian? Big is it? Vegetarians are good is it? Fucker. Fine, I followed you, I am a pure vegetarian til P5. And I can tell you that there's absolutely NO FUCKING DIFFERENCE between life being a vegetarian and a non-vegetarian.
And your fucking arrogant face. Keep that smirk away. Who is the one always hurting Mummy? YOU, bugger. YOU.
You know, I love you Daddy. But why should you do such this to break up the family?
You go around, talking bad stuffs behind Mummy's back and yet, you think YOU'RE NOT IN ANY WRONG? SO what if you're such a devotee to Buddhism? You're still a fucker, still an asshole. I tried to label you as my "very nice Daddy", see, I'm nice! I can be nice to you, so why can't you be nice to Mummy?
All you know is forcing your thoughts on people, like forcing me to go JC. D'you seriously think that going to a JC is easy? Maybe yes, for some clever ass people out there. But get this clear, I am no clever-ass monkey. I am not a somebody to be pushed around.
And the 2nd thing you know, bragging. What's the point?
I know you love me, you love us as well? But do you love Mummy? I have to deceive my thoughts, just to believe that you actually give a damn about her! But I realise that you have a girlfriend out there. Fine, whatever. But I think you fucking treat her better than all of us. All 4 of us.
So what if you're rich?

Damn, Daddy. I don't mean to curse you like this. I don't mean to swear. I know this family is breaking apart.
But years before, when we were still in that small flat in AngMoKio, the 5 of us will squeeze into your room and sleep together. Y'know, chat til all the 5 of us fall asleep. And also those photos we took together, those photos you took with Mummy. The times when we went out on a vacation together, when we had our Sunday dinner together, Mummy included. Have you forgotten how happy those days were? Even though I was young, I still remember.
The one, who changed all of this, is YOU. You Daddy, you.
You got rich, and started to flaunt, and started to control people even more, so much that Mummy was so sicked of it, yet she held on to this marriage, wishing that someday it will pass. And what happened in the end? You hurt her.

You hurt all of us.