I'm damn pissed off!!!!!!!!!!!!

About an hour ago I spent sucha big effort to bring in the 7 bamboo sticks full of clothes 'coz it started raining. My 2 elder brothers were sleeping , so I have to do it despite my mother calling me to get my grandfather to do it. My grandfather was standing there doing nothing, merely looking at me, the Strenghtless haven't eat BREAKFAST granddaughter keep the 7 sticks of wet clothes.

Its alright if he dun wanna help, 'coz I know he's angry with my mother, so he will not lay his hands on any chores relating to her. BUT, BUT, BUT! He dun have to make things difficult for me by putting the 7 sticks of clothes out again when the sky is so dark and anyone will expect a downpour anytime. There he goes out happily and it rains again.

Then I have to go and keep it for the 2nd time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

HELL! Its already so heavy with the wet clothes plus the adverse wind condition. My mother will never ask me to keep the clothes 'coz she was afraid that the wind and the weight might just pull me down. And mind you, I'm staying on the 12th storey. I'm damn scared when attempting to keep the clothes, at times, I'll just stand there helplessly looking at how the heavy rain wet my clothes. Seriously inside me, I thank God for each successful attempt.

Hai... I just have this love and hate relationship with my family. Sometimes its just so problematic that I dun wanna go home. But my family is still a indispensable part of me...........

Btw, I must say thanks to all my friends concern ya. I'm fine, dun worry :D