Monday, July 5
cosfest
Went to cosfest on saturday.
I bought kidchan's artbook, it is VERY GOOD. Autographed! :D
First artbook ever!!
Spammed graffiti wall.
Yeap, nothing much, saw some dA artists whom I watch and some who watch me.
Quite disappointing T_T
afterwards
Later I went to visit my grandparents' house.
This is because 4 months ago my mother stole my IC (identification card) when I was asleep and gave it to my grandpa for 'safekeeping' (it has been in GREAT DANGER sitting in my wallet for 3 years!!).
MY FUCKING IC, for NO REASON she stole it from me!
Alright, so..
Me: *
knocks door, grandma opens* I came here to collect my IC.
Grandma: Who told you that your IC is here?
Me: I need it to register at the driving center. Papa said my mother gave it to grandpa.
Grandma: Does your mom allow you to collect your IC?
Me: I haven't talked to her for months. Plus, it's MY IC! She stole it from my wallet when I was asleep! MY IC!
Grandma: Come in, talk to your grandpa.
I can't really hear my grandpa talk but I knew he was on my mom's side so he didn't want to hand it to me.
Then my aunt came and she started talking to my grandpa in dialect, basically she tried to help me get it back.
Me: Um, well, if he doesn't want to give it to me then I have to make a new one.
Aunt: Sorry there is nothing i can do.
Me: Yeah but that would be very taxing on my dad, because he has to bear the cost of a new IC. He's always suffering because of what my mom does to me.
Aunt: *points to grandpa* It's him, he thinks his daughter's the perfect angel. And your mother always complains about your dad to him. He thinks your dad is the culprit.
Me: My dad NEVER did anything. It was always her. He did nothing.
Aunt: We know. We knew that she was.. mental all along but we couldn't do anything because we didnt have the right to interfere.
Me: (angry) Well, do you know that my dad has to work DAY AND NIGHT even on weekends to support her habits? Up to $9000 a
month. Plus, I'm running away from home now because of her. He has to pay for me too. He is so tired.
Aunt: We can't help your dad la, because he's just.. like that.
Me: Do you know my school knows about it and they support my running away from her? ALL of them: The teachers, the counselor, the deans. They agree with me that she's crazy! I tried all i could. And he just.. refuses to do anything about it. I had no choice but to just help myself. But my brother's like me last time. They can't control him, he's failing like I was because of the computer.
Aunt: It's a good thing that you are independent, just work hard because you have to support your whole family in the future.
Me: I have to be independent, I'm forced to be. And that sucks.
Aunt: *sigh* Where you staying now? How do you eat?
Me: Quite near my family. I eat super unhealthy food downstairs.
Aunt: Cook?
Me: I'm not allowed to, but I'm going to bake. :D
Aunt: You tell all this to your grandpa la.
Me: Nah, I don't want to worry him.
(He doesnt have much time left..)
Anyway since I couldn't get what I wanted, I said I was going.
Before that, I was thinking if I don't give my grandpa a hug I am going to regret it.
So I hugged him.
For the first time in my life.
Then my aunt said, give grandma a hug too.
And so I went into the kitchen and did so.
And then grandma started crying and saying i must work hard.
Then my aunt started crying too and hugged me and said I must work hard.
Then I also cry.
It was really weird.
Because I was never close to them.
It was relieving to know that they felt for me i guess.
ZZZZZZZZZZZZ
FUCK.
I hate this responsibility thing telling me I MUST WORK HARD I MUST WORK HARD
Because I can't.
islandcreamery
WHOOOO there's an islandcreamery near my place now
WHOOOOOOO
ICE CREAMMM
lmgtfy.com
GENIUS.
Other sites:
http://oddee.com
http://fuckyeahslightlyamusing.tumblr.com
WAOW i so girly
Bought this big fat furry bling tumour thing for at 80% off~
With abby :D
Also bought this super nice purple nail polish!!!!!
YESSSS
*bimbotic laughter*
And layered hair (it sucks but its my fault for cutting it before)
It needs to be longer then I can ~*
CURL*~ it!!!
YESSSSSSSSS
*loud bimbotic laughter*Labels: art, family
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