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Tuesday, January 09, 2007

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this is life....i'm feeling down right now.. no since two days ago...i can't concentrate at all when i was having english class.. the mini test which i used to get 14/20..this time i got 13/20 and i made some stupid mistake.. well i don't know how to started it with...today i went to the mall by myself.. on monday..my grandpa sent me there as usual..i know that he's old and the to be very forgetful and he would keep repeating what is already aid and done...yhe other time...i told him to get ready by 10am..but he's still very blurred and said would be on time.. and we have to take taxi there..and on monday..he said have to go early .my class started at 10 .40am but the mall opens only at 10.30...and we there at like 10.15am...i wasn't quite like to wait at first... no patient to wait..so i just walked around while witing..and later we got in.. i told him there was the toilet..and he refused to use..he told me earlier that he wanted to use... so we went up..and i tld him to go in with me..i would make him a cup of ginger (it's free) but he refused...i really don't know what..! then in the evening of the day...my mum asked me about it... my mum said grandpa said i was angry with him..and refused to wait at the dorr therer with him...which is not!! who would want to stare at the dorr for 15 mins.. ! my mum asked me to talk to him... about it.. i don't ...but i do everything as normal... calll him to eat..try donut..and he just refuses everything.. i don't think it's my fault..and i told my mum i'm not angry.. and what is this.. he like ignored me! after the nights passed i hope thing would get better.. bu ttoday morning i realised he goes out early in the morning... even though he knew that i have class.. i don't blame him for not sending me.. just feeling really bad... that he reacted this way...

and anyway for today..my house just has a maid.. well.. she seemed to be really poor... bring only a plastic bag with her to put her belongings.. only two suit of home clothes.. and she doesn't even have a toothbrush.. so we gave her some.. and i give her some of my clothes too.. and my house.. no maid really stay for long.. none is more than a year.. and wonder if this one would.. the reason may be lies with my grandma...like this morning i saw her questioning the maid..said ha! 9.00am just have breakfast?what did u do just now..? my granddma seemed to be harsh but she actually kind.. anyway... i feel that shouldn't ask her this way.. and i told her that don't ask her that.. should give into her sometimes.. and my gradma wasn't happy with me.. she said what is wrong with asking.. lately i told my mum and my mum talked to her about it... which made her more angry..i tried to explain to her that by asking that way might make her unhappy and she might resign and the works would be left for us to do.. and my mum later told me that we don't mention about it any more.. and i think my grandma was quite unhappy that i told my mum about it.. things become worse!! and i really don't know why it comes to this stage.. i was wondering if i am that bad?may be things lie on me.. :(

# posted by milk bottle | 11:03 PM

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