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    Monday, April 17, 2006

    This may occur to you as something remotely mature. I just feel that I have to justify myself for the way I acted that day at home. Here's her blog, go ahead, read her side of the story.

    Firstly, she does nothing but glues herself to the laptop which she proudly claims to be hers, all day long. She spends the whole day in front of that wretched thing instead of doing whatever a 13-year-old school girl should be doing. And then she leaves in on running for hours and doesn't turn in off until it gets heated up. If anyone had placed an egg on it, the egg would have probably been half-cooked. In any case, I tell her once to turn in off, she dismisses it with a rather annoying facial expression and goes back to sleep. The 2nd time, I lose my patience and scream at her, again telling her to switch that damn thing off. She doesn't budge. The third time, she yells at me and spew some gibberish talk out of which, all I could comprehend was "bukan laptop kau."

    I lose my patience and initially hit her with a small pillow. My temper rages and I resort to using my hands instead. After much persuasion from my mother, she finally gets her scrawny ass into the study to turn that thing off.

    She does her homework with the computer on. She spends most of her free time on the computer. And above all, she's a brat who doesn't respect her parents and her sisters. She doesn't call Nana kakak (big sister in malay) and she raises her voice unnecessarily at her parents and anyone of her sisters. Her favourite phrase - "kau sibuk apasal?" She's a tyrant at home but when she's in school, she completely loses territory.

    She tells her friends what a big bully I am at home and thinks that it's rather uncharacteristic of me because of who I used to be back in school. Look who's the bully now. She pretty much likes the attention from all her oh-so-adorable friends and she definitely loves others to see herself as the victim. orrrghhhh. Poor you, always the victim. I will always be the evil, big bully a.k.a the elder sister.

    She thinks all the burden of the world has been placed unto her shoulders. ohhh, what a cruel world. I'm only 13, well, barely. She thinks I'm unaware that small girls have feelings too. I used to be a small girl too. But I never hogged on something which doesn't belong to me and leave it running so that it can eventually blow up and cause everyone in the house to die.

    She thinks just because she has a truckload of friends, she's all high and mighty.

    I knew what she will turn out to be when she told me to shut up, in front of a family friend's family, in a foreign land, sometime last year.

    One too many times, I feel like giving her a tight slap on her face so that her teeth will all fall out. Especially when she does that ever-so-annoying face thing. And sometimes, I just feel like punching her. If I dare do that, I'd probably get a kick in the face from my dad, myself.

    She really thinks she's extremely vulnerable and miserable, abused by this evil big sister. But really, at the end of the day, after having my youngest sister yell at me, I can just cry into my pillow and choke on my tears. Just choke on 'em and hope to die.

    Go ahead Nadhirah Bte Abdul Rashid, tell your friends, let the whole world know what a miserable life you're leading and what a big, fat and evil big sister you have. HAVE ALL OF THEM KNOW!

    He is really testing me.

    In any case, liverpool won. By one lucky goal. A controversial one, no less.

    Kwinella @ 12:09 AM!