-The birth of Jayr marked the end of my misery. After that, i knew real happiness for the first time in my life. I was able to shut away the things that had happened to me and concentrate on the future, where life would surely be better.-Totally qouted this from Vanessa(the author). I merely changed to Jayr's name in it. I find it very meaningful and i could actually feel for these words. Needless to elaborate more as it tells it all... my life.
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I still hold grudges bt yesterday morning incident. im the sort that wont let any pest off easily when they jolly well interrupted my beauty sleep! (except Jayr only) Even hubby got f when he accidentally woke me up in the wee hour! Moreover it wasnt the first time this malay neighbour have being so inconsiderate! There was once when Jayr was still a lil infant who slept most of the day. That moron kept drilling ever since afternoon till 10pm!!! Despite hearing Jayr's loud cries, he just wouldn't stop. I called hubby and told him that if werent for them, i surely run over and f that moron lor! Thinking that they are the one staying here till "forever", not me. So i didnt do anything bt it to make thing awkard. One more time and i will go drill his arse! nabeh.
Hubby told me that many years ago, this malay have the habit of playing malay prayer VERY loud as early as 4-5am!!! siao anot! i know we must respect his religion but den while being devoted couldn't he try to be considerate too?! Hubby got no choice but to "threaten" him back, by playing his thai chanting every evening 5pm, as loud as possible. Cuz during this timing he would be home doing his prayer and other stuffs. So mayb he got the hint, he stopped doing that already. And i never heard that incident happen again. well, this malay simply has no sense of "timing".
I never wanna stay next to malays and indians. NEVER!
Malays very noisy. Indians very smelly.
"ines very racist leh... so racist..."
YAYAYAYA!!! I AM RACIST LAH! *fold arms*
whatever. *roll eyes*
I dun wan to wake and realise that my house smells like muthu curry lo! and also those ah neh's oil or incense thing... pls! they can eat curry from morning to night ok! i wonder does they lau sai whole day anot? lol!!! i also dun need to listen to their "pop songs". oh pls.
p/s: i've finished the book liao. hee! hubby is going to nag at me later when he find out. haa! he told me to read one chapter per day. how can! impossible la. such a book lover like me simply cant resist a good reading.
i still cant believe there is such mother exist. everyone told me that i have a terrible mum, but compared to Vanessa, i am way more lucky. As in i didnt have to go thru things like drinking my own urine, sleep outside in the snow, burned my hand on the burning stove, u know...
Just that my mum chose money. And money is all that she cares.
Vanessa's mum loved her son. My mum loves my bro.
Vanessa's mum hate the sight of her. My mum doesn't even wan to see my son.
WHY?
After those months of pregnancy, and the pain in the labour, why is that these mothers has no love for us?
Jacky's Wife