Well, I'm most probably not getting a new bag with my mom, anyway. She clearly doesn't care if my back breaks before I turn 99, which I won't. I'll die before 40. My life line of my palm says so.
We passed by the expo today. And I looked to see if there were any sales going on. And there was, Mega Expo Sale John Little. It's from 8 April to 19 April. So, obviously, I asked if we can go because I wanted to buy a new bag. Hello, SALE. It's cheaper. Then she said, "No la! Go for what? You think I got a lot of time ah? Buy new bag buy new bag... For what? Go out one ah? Got so many already!"
Who said I wanted a new bag to go out with?! I already told her last night that I wanted a new bag because the other was breaking my back! And I didn't hear her say anything close to objection when my sister said she wanted to buy shorts two weeks before. (She bought them the very next day she said she wanted a pair by the way) It's very easy to see who my mom clearly favours. I can't blame her. My sister is everything I'm not. Except for our looks.
She has a great personality. She looks good. She's smart.
The only thing I'm better at is singing and slacking.
My brother is lucky he doesn't care about anything. I wish I were more like him. He only changes his stuff when it truly needs to be changed. I'm trying to be like that. And my bag needs to be changed because it's breaking my back. I'm already trying to save money! It's a sale! Cheaper bags are there! I also need a new handphone pouch, I've told her a long time ago but I don't think she's making an effort to get me one.
Thanks Mom, now I know how important I am. You should have stopped after my brother was born. After all, it would be perfect. Five is an odd number. Odd numbers aren't exactly lucky. I'm an extra. One girl, one boy, that would be great. Then came me. I can't even be a proper half-girl half-boy.
Really. Thanks.
And, by the way, finally read finish Blubber by Judy Blume and Percy Jackson: Battle of the Labyrinth. Both rocks.
Yours,
Mrs Shalyn Depp
P.S. The only thing that got me through this week and, probably, tomorrow's hell training would be Photoshop. Never the thought of returning to a warm family. I think I'd die without the internet.
, 11:35
Woot! I'm watching American Idol! Anoop is in the bottom 3. Too bad for him. Adam Lambert rules! He's completely safe! Like duh! Simon gave him a standing ovation for his last performance. And he's hot even though he's face is a little mo-peng. He may be gay but I don't mind gays. Most gays are hott!
I'm thinking of getting a new bag. My bag really murdered my energy today. When I came back home from school, my bag was so heavy, I was literally dragging my feet. I think the little girl watching me from the second storey was freaking out. She was staring and staring. Hah.
Well, just thinking of a new bag. :D I want a cool bag.
Yours,
Mrs Shalyn Depp
, 18:14
