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Sunday, March 15, 2009


Wow its been awhile since I blogged. Well…many things have happened. One of which I PASSED my exams! WEE! NO MORE SCHOOL. But this would mean I have to look for a job. I’m just gonna start work after the 20th of March so I can relax till than. I have to find a job 1 because I’m broke, 2 because I wanna get out, 3 because someone’s not helping out with the household expenses and other people have been saying “Don’t touch her savings. Its for her marriage” or something like that. HEY! Have you forgotten I wanna get married too or am I just a wall to everyone. Or someone’s piece of rag, used only when needed and just to push me to work you want me to work in the police force. Wow amazing, look just because I like the force doesnt mean I want to do it for life. And even if I do apply doesnt mean I will get in. You still have to go through 3 interviews and wait for 2 mnths for these interviews.
And the best part. I’ve been doing the house work even during my exams period till last Friday and I just wanna go out with my best girlfriend to celebrate me finishing school and starting a brand new work life. But NO….that is wrong. I have and must be under their freaking noses 24 7. while someone else can just come home from work and sleep, eat and leaves their dirty dishes in the sink and expects others to clean up after them. HELLO! Do I look like your maid! All I wanted to last Saturday was to go down to the IT Fair have a look around maybe bump into my sister there which I did. After all that have a nice dinner at pasta mania. But Nooooo….my mom had to call me and ask me what time I’m coming home. And to pissed me off. I dont see her calling my twin. No one even knows her class timetable. No one knows when she doesnt have work. But everyone knows about me. And this was what was said during the conversation.

Phone rings...i answered.
Mom: What time are you coming back?
Me: In a while more.
Mom: HUH? You woke up late and didn’t do a single thing.
Me: Nazimah is that what?
Mom: Oh! Everything must rely on Nazimah is it?
Me: Than who’s been doing the house work the past month? Who did the cooking?
Line went died!


She hang up on me. She didn’t wanna listen to facts. LOOK you cant always have it your way. You got pissed off with Pakcik Din because he couldn’t drive you to johor for the grocery shopping. Suddenly you take my twins' side just because she bought $100 worth of grocery. FYI even I can do that. I’ve been giving you $100 every month without fail but no you refuse to see that cause what ever I do is wrong and everything the twin does is right. She goes out with a different guy. Its alright cause she’s gonna get married anyway. So from now on I will do the house chores when I feel like it. See what your other lovely hard-working twin daughter would do…you don’t wanna talk to me fine. I don’t care. You wanna act like a small kid fine. You wanna find war with your x fine. LEAVE me OUT of your wars. You fight them yourself.

~ { 9:05 PM }
reflections of you and me;