Sunday, August 09, 2009

maybe it was my fault. i don know. i wanted to have a good impression for my first dinner with the 'parents.' and u wanted to watch the tvo. i had to yell at u to get dressed after telling u nicely for 2 times. and you cried. what?! are u 5 years old now? did i yell at you too loud? i mean, i didnt really see the point of crying AT ALL. why did the parents have to wait downstairs for us? and righto, we walked downstairs and the dishes were already there and the parents were swatting the flies and waiting for us to start dinner. WOW. hows that for a great start of my first dinner impression with them. then you had to continue crying and leave half way through the dinner. i don know, but i don think i can ever live with being left in the lurch. i'm not sure u can live with a dinner experience like this if it was with my parents. and i had to eat alone with the parents for a full 20 mins. i felt exactly like when i threw this kid's colour pencils into the sandpit and buried them and was reported to my parents by the principal and after reprimanded, the dinner afterwards was awkward silence. and i was still thinking that burying those colour pencils were as downright funny as it was pointless. that was in primary 3.

i'm not even sure whether to cry or laugh when we are upset over stuff like that. its childish isnt it? over the tv instead of being early for a dinner treat with my future in laws. maybe not future. i don know, not after being walked out on a situation like that. don think they can ever trust me with their daughter anyway.
gilbert at 8:06 PM [comment]

{I hear voices, voices only half as humane as mine..}