Late night posting...
I thought today would be the day that there would be no shouting and stuff. But when I reached my grandparents' place around 11 tonight. First, I fell asleep in the car because I was damn tired and I was so full from dinner. My reasoning or logic: full dinner= sleep in car (only when I'm out for dinner)
Well. I was upstairs walking around half dead and changing clothes and stuff when my grandmother insisted that my sister never do work, but my mum say she did and so somehow this started a quarrel and ended up with my grandfather shouting. When he shouts I really mean SHOUT. So my grandfather started shouting and the right thing for us by standers like me to do was to shut up. I feel damn sad for my grandmother. She twice in a row get shouting from my grandfather. Anyway that was not the worse.
Sometimes I wonder why I bother to try. My mother was in the car and I was minding my own business when my stupid sister had to open her big fat mouth and go where is the remote for the car radio ah? Then my mum is already pissed over the same unsolved family matters that had been on for over 10 years already. About my father's parents. So here is how the conversation went.
(Searching for the remote by the car door)
Mum: Not here ah.
me: Should be what. I left it there.
Mum: NOT HERE!
(here we go again.)
Mum: you so bloody clumsy. All you know is sleep sleep sleep. When you open the door for all I know the remote must have dropped on to the road!
At this rate I'm like What the hell???? I understand if it drops between the seats or car door but on the road? I mean come on. I'm coherent enough to know if it fell to the bloody floor or not!!! NOOO had to go and call my bro ask him to check the road. Isn't that like a bit too dramatic?
She's like putting more stress on me. Expects me to teach my sister and score good grades. Help sis here. Help sis there. Report to grandmother that she has finish all her work and stuff. Expect me to complete all my homework by next wed. Expect me to do her maths and motes with all the things piling up. Mark my sis work, explain all the mistakes. You tell me how the f*** am I gonna complete all these within one day?!? I'm not a freaking robot or some servant you can push around. I've my limits too you know!!! This is why I feel like crying on days like this.