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    on Sunday, March 20, 2005


    I have a lot of things to complain about. * Yes i like to complain. Its a Singaporean past-time. Let it go*

    I have been Aunt Agony to many folks nowadays. I dont know why but apparently my name means " Come, talk to me. I will solve your problems for you."

    You see, i dont mind helping people or listening to them. In fact, if i could help any of them to solve their problems, it would really be nice. * I am one of those people on helium singing " We are the World. We are the children" crap* I mean it is really okay for me until helping means getting myself into unnecessary problems.

    There has been a few occassions that i have been dragged into several pictures.

    There are situations when some folks just dont like what i say. The gist of it all, if you dont like my advice, then dont ask for it in the first place. Or there will be folks who thinks that i " dont understand what they are saying". I would like to clarify that i do but sometimes i just dont agree with the person or have different thoughts. It doesnt mean i "dont understand".

    OH and i hate passing messages. DO it YOURSELF! I am not a messenger. I have a life. * Yes I HAVE A LIFE!*

    I dont mind helping out some stuff but there are some things that i just dont do. I hate people making use of me. I hate people thinking that i have nothing else to do than to be at their beck and call.

    So i woke up today and passed by my brother's room. For the 3rd consecutive day, i realised that he hasnt been home. The first 2 days, i just thought that maybe we just came home on different times. Or when i was sleeping, he came home or when i woke up, he went out. Vice Versa. BUT, i just saw his empty room again this morning and felt a lil weird. After asking my mom over breakfast, it turned out that he went to Malaysia.

    When he came home, i CASUALLY said " Hey, i didnt know you disappeared for 3 days." The response? " I dont have to report to you where i go." Hmmm.. Okay.

    NOW HERE IS MY RESPONSE:

    I really dont care that you went to Malaysia. Or that you have to report to me your locales. BUT as your sister who lives with you, i was just puzzled or should i say, a lil worried that i didnt see you around for 3 whole days. Now.. i dont know. Is it wrong that i actually paid attention who is not around the house? That i was actually beginning to think that something bad happened to you. Yes i do CARE. I do Care that people might be missing for god knows what reasons. If you have bothered to talk to me when i am at home, or have a lil chat about something sometime, maybe you would have tell me as a simple fact that you are going away. And i would say, " Have Fun."



    Carina
    9:25:00 PM