sometimes i don't know why i have to make myself unhappy to make others happy.

it started with the malaysia trip yesterday. the person i don't fancy at all came along with us but i didn't mind abit at all. i thought i would be a good wife and try to be friendly to her and talk to her things like that. things were ok in the beginning, but in the later part, she started to take it that i like her already and started to be touchy with ah boy. i hate it when other girls touch him. i don't want to write what she did in here, but..

you better keep your dirty smelly hands off my guy. wait till i lose patience one day and i would give you a big surprise. you. that reminds me. please go and learn how to spell SHAME because others will know when it is the time to keep away. unlike you. you are like a sticky super smelly disgusting glue.

next. yesterday night, everybody in the family had to report their whereabouts and timetable for the whole of next week because some people out of their own convenience, outs people at their inconvenience. just because they wants to see their son, they want people here to cancel their appointments and look after their son so that they can just pop in at night then clean their butts and go back to their home. ya? nothing wrong with that? they leave without their son and leave the people here sweating like hell.

and..

i hate to share things.

just typing all these things out is enough to make my blood boil. ya. that brings me back to the question. why have i to be unhappy so that people are happy? can't i change the pattern and make myself happy instead?

meanwhile, i need to keep myself in absolute calm.