Explosive air.

I'm not quite sure what's wrong with today. There seems to be some explosive air in Singapore today. Everyone around me seems to crackle with anger, not with delight. There must be something wrong today. In line with the stupid 7th month shit that the chinese believe in, i really hate it. I dread this month. First i got hit by some shit ass car and now my whole family seems as if the world have just stepped on their bloody toes.

My dad seems easily agitated, my mum is as usual, easily angered but today the rate of change seems a little unusual. Both my parents are mood swinging like a see-saw. My brother's a blood fag, who can't seem to converse properly with others. That bugger really needs to learn some good and polite conversational skills.

I'm not afraid of him looking at this entry. Because i really think you need to reply people politely, just as others do to you. Just a word of advice, you better watch your language that you chose to use, dont use it blindly without any proper understanding of the words. Trust me, if you continue your shit ways, you'll get whacked up by people and i say you deserve it because you dont know when to shut up. GROW UP.

I'm pretty peeved because of their unprecedented behaviour for the day. I really feel like going out of this house for the day and come home at night. Never knew that staying at home could be like a house turned hell hole instead. Literally.

In the afternoon, i was screamed at by my dad, well maybe i deserved it but I was confused and bewildered by the family's overall mood ever since the day started. I dont understand my dad sometimes, he can talk to anybody in the world politely, but he can never talk to my mum nicely and then that's where the world will start to crumble and a fight is triggered.

Maybe my mum's really sarcastic most of the time when she opens up her mouth, but i believe that my dad should just talk to her nicely when she isnt sarcastic and all. The ironic thing about all these, is that they are often in the opposite of moods when they are conversing.

My mum just screamed at my maid and i really dont understand why the hell does she always like to associate words or connotations of death into her sentences. I feel at times, she contradicts what she tells my maid to do, for example, when my mum tells my maid to ask her anything if she doesnt know. But when my maid ask her, she gives her a responce that to her, seems all too rhetorical, "what do you think?". Tell me, is that menopause or pms? I dont know.

Enough! I need some peace people. I really dont feel good enough being anchored down to home because of my darn injury. I'm frustrated with it and all. Can't i just have my peace?

At this present moment, even when my brother and dad are out, the bloody tense atmosphere seems to lurk and linger around the house and i hate the feeling of it all. God i cry and plead, take away this tension, right now. Please!

I really pray for a better day tomorrow, because it's affecting me too much, i'm becoming angry and frustrated myself. Completely befuddled by everything that has happened today. Indeed, people's moods could be metaphorically compared to a wave or a tide, you dont know when it's coming up or going down unless you keep close observation. But, as for me i dont care, i have better things to bother about than this.

If i'm sick of all this shit, i'm sure it's about time that they should observe what is happening and feel my sentiments.

It's national day today, i want to wish the nation a very happy birthday! Happy Birthday Singapore!

I had enough ranting already, thanks. Good Bye.