bitch bitch bitch. all jane wanted to do was bitch.
"look.i bought my weird green-as-grass crumpler because nobody had that colour and it seemed like everyone was going for yellow and red and whatever other flucking nonsense. so i got that bag. and now when i go to school i see at least 5 bloody bags of exactly the same make on other people who look even more loserly than me.
good heavens, what kind of earth-shattering trend did i unknowingly start?
and keep in mind that the statistic of 5 bags is only the secondary 2 level.
for the love of god, do i have to really resort to carrying my violin case as a schoolbag just so that no one will (or can) carry the same bag?"
"when she stands next to me she always complains that i'm not tall enough. when i got ice-cream for the family she pooh-poohed it as cheap and lousy because it wasn't haagen-dazs. and it's not like she tried it, the $22 for 2 pints ice-cream i got. she just asked someone else who told her that it was not bad. And there she went on her own conclusion. Cheap? ask those who tried it first.
when she hears i want to go to a poly she insists that i go to a junior college,because all my cousins are in junior colleges. when i tell her that i want to make use of the three-month break to work, she refuses to allow me to work, and persistently demands that i go for at least the first jc intake. yes, demands. But when another defered to an art school all she said was "well it's his choice, we can't help it, can we?"
when she hears that i've been accepted to a jc through Direct Admission, she calls me and tells me to work hard. In a nagging voice. Damn it, i know i have to work! everyone else is telling me that, cut me some slack, for the love of god!"
and slowly, very slowly, viscous pressure engulfed her in its suffocating embrace.
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muacks anthea i miss you :p
and hearing about your mom playing favourtism.. happens a lot in my house too, so hi5.
btw you could alway try making your own school bag for some individuality. i bought my bag while i was back in SG (yes i know i owe you one for not visiting, i will next time) and then created my own bag charm and designs...
"Even the smearings and dabblings of paint on paper by toddlers are
considered art, because they are doing art! They tell themselves that
they are going to mix pink, with orange, blue, white and other colours
to create a rainbow cat. They have a goal in mind. In the end, it
doesn't matter to them if the whole world thinks it is a
multi-coloured Dalmatian with a face that's too fat and a body
that' s out of proportion. To the child, it's still a rainbow cat,
and he'll stick to that idea even if his painting somehow lands up on
the front page of the New York Times and sparks off a debate on rainbow
cats. [It does not matter] because the child has expressed his
feelings for rainbow cats."
anthea lee!!!do you remember saying this?haha.i have got my sources.
good luck for your exams,babe!!!
-rachielle
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