Saturday, February 13
dammit im mad!!
dammit im mad = dammit im mad spelt backwards.
This just happened:
Mum: Xinni did you take the pluck white hair thing away?
Me: ...?? what?
Mum: Pluck hair thing!
Me: Oh, you mean my tweezers? Yes, it's mine right?
(She stole it from me for dunno how long and i finally found it hanging in the toilet)
Btw, tweezers are used to shape eyebrows. I haven't used it for almost a year because no time. And also i havent professionally threaded them yet so i can't use it.
Mum: Yes that. Lend me.
Me: Please wash your face first then i can lend.
Mum: What for?
Me: Erm cos you need a clean face before tweezing your eyebrows, right?
Mum: But I dont want to tweeze my eyebrows. I want to pluck my white hair.
Me: But my tweezers are to pluck eyebrows, so i can't lend it to you.
Mum: No it's to pluck white hair. Give me!
Me: No, it's not. It's to tweeze eyebrows. If you use it to pluck your white hair you will spoil my tweezers.
Mum: Who say one? Your bro has been using it to pluck my white hair out for me and it works.
Me: (horrified at this news) Yes, but you'll spoil it this way! It's supposed to be for fine, short eyebrow hairs.!
(not your dirty, washed with handsoap once per month hair.)
Mum: Who says? Show me the instruction booklet! (..for my tweezers...?)
Me: There is none.
Mum: Then who say i cannot use to pluck my white hair?! GIVE IT TO ME.
Me: Look, look at your detergent bottle or something. Does it tell you that you can't use it to, say, ride a bike? Why does everything need an instruction booklet or be stated on one?
Mum: Then it means I can do it. GIVE IT TO ME! (?)
Me: Fine. You know what, you can have it. If you want to spoil it you can have it. Here. If you want to force me to lend you something, go ahead.
And she takes it.
Mum: ZR (my bro), come here. Pluck my hair for me.
Bro: ..what? I'm scared. I dont want to spoil it..?
Mum: COME HERE AND PLUCK FOR ME.
And she did the terrible deed in front of me and shoved her white hair in my face.
Look at her. just look at her. spends her days messing out her house and plucking her white hair.
SHE JUST USED IT TO PLUCK MY DAD'S OILY HAIR.
Mum: Who says it will spoil? Look, it's not disintegrating is it? Liar.
Me: Look, if you stare at bright lights for too long you'll get myopia. But does it show? Can you tell? It's a gradual thing! My tweezers are freaking used for eyebrows!
Mum: How dare you ask me to wash my face. I won't tolerate any rudeness. You want me to kick you i'll kick you. You want to be treated like a dog I'll treat you like a dog. Anyway if you move (the tweezers), can you please tell me. I'm responsible for it you know?
(Yes, you stole my tweezers and you want me to tell you if I put it back. MY. TWEEZERS.)
Dammit. My fancl tweezers cost a bomb. My $17 tweezers being used to do all this. I'm sorry tweezers. So sad you were stolen by my crazy mother and used to pluck her white hair.
I know you find this whole situation hilarious.
I don't. :@
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