Okay. I sort of looked over my situation yesterday and I realised what a retard I was being. Gosh. *shakes head in shame*
And whats worse, yesterday night I had a little scare because I thought I was choking (I in fact, was not, because if I were, I wouldn't have been able to breathe). Cuz I was pissed, I just gobbled down the fruit my mum made me (though I refused to eat it) and one piece of apple got lodged somewhere down my food pipe in my fit of rage. So whenever I swallowed my saliva I could feel a bump somewhere down my throat (near my chest) and I was panicking. Friend suggested for me to keep drinking water (didn't help as much) and mum, quite pissed off herself, told me to chew some food and try to push the piece of apple down. It eventually worked, after a strawberry and a few pieces of oranges :E
Haha. My just desserts ): I truly do feel like an idiot after that ordeal.
Lesson? Always chew thoroughly before you eat.
Oh, and; Happy New Year!
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Thursday, January 1, 2009
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
post-departure [ new year's eve ]
It is new year's eve and guess where I am... At home. Yup. 17 years in a row now :S
Well, not exactly.
I was at J's house with A, playing Wii previously, and almost done baking the cookies we had made, until my mum had to come pick me up (at 8:30). I repeatedly tell her that I will call her to pick me up, once the cookies were done, but NOOOOOOO....
This will turn into a rant post, I foresee :/
My mother is such a stubborn person.
Because she doesn't want to be alone on NYE, because she 'cannot' drive in the dark due to her 'bad eyesight', because she thinks the idea of staying at a friends house to countdown for the new year is stupid, she drags me into it.
I make myself sound like an ungrateful bitch, don't I?
I'm just sick of her (my mum's) stubborness. Just because she doesn't have friends (no, but as she says, she has 'many' friends but 'chooses' not to associate with them for some reason) doesn't mean I can't spend some time with mine? I mean, its the damn holidays, she (my friend) lives 10 minuets away and it's not like I freakin see her everyday goddamit = =''
Oh thats right. She never went to school. She does not understand the social values present in Australia (and having friends)...
I'm digging my grave aren't I?
Well, when your in the moment, and in this case, quite peeved off, what better way to relinquish this anger by narrating it out and getting rid of all those terrible feelings.
I guess if I should bring up the energy to post diary entries, recounting my time in Japan.
Yeh, I think that'd be a good idea. So I will always remember the events that happened then.
Well, not exactly.
I was at J's house with A, playing Wii previously, and almost done baking the cookies we had made, until my mum had to come pick me up (at 8:30). I repeatedly tell her that I will call her to pick me up, once the cookies were done, but NOOOOOOO....
This will turn into a rant post, I foresee :/
My mother is such a stubborn person.
Because she doesn't want to be alone on NYE, because she 'cannot' drive in the dark due to her 'bad eyesight', because she thinks the idea of staying at a friends house to countdown for the new year is stupid, she drags me into it.
I make myself sound like an ungrateful bitch, don't I?
I'm just sick of her (my mum's) stubborness. Just because she doesn't have friends (no, but as she says, she has 'many' friends but 'chooses' not to associate with them for some reason) doesn't mean I can't spend some time with mine? I mean, its the damn holidays, she (my friend) lives 10 minuets away and it's not like I freakin see her everyday goddamit = =''
Oh thats right. She never went to school. She does not understand the social values present in Australia (and having friends)...
I'm digging my grave aren't I?
Well, when your in the moment, and in this case, quite peeved off, what better way to relinquish this anger by narrating it out and getting rid of all those terrible feelings.
I guess if I should bring up the energy to post diary entries, recounting my time in Japan.
Yeh, I think that'd be a good idea. So I will always remember the events that happened then.
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