well then.

i had a ty day today -- actually, have been feeling that way for a while now. and the reason for that cause was not only because of school and their stupid realities of pressure + endless exams --- but also because of little y kids.

first of all, i love kids. they are the epitome of my happiness, as well as the eldery. they are amusing, entertaining, and themselves. but today, i couldn't tolerate any of that . i have a rude mothering sister who thinks she's owns the world just because she's smart and athletic. well --- the only thing you don't have is social skills, that why you have no friends. anyway, i don't even know if this "rebellious stage" is supposed to last this long cause --- its been going on since she started kindergarten. my rebellious stage started and ended between a two year time frame during highschool. she's stubborn and will do anything to get revenge on a person. and today, because the did not wake up early and took her damn time to get her damn clothes ready, i decided --- you know what. i'm just gonna shower the up real quick cause you're taking too ing long. mind you, this girl takes a 45 to an hour shower – i just take 15 - 20 max or maybe even 30 if i'm ing tired. ahem. anyway, this decided to get into the shower with her pj's still on while taking hold of her uniform. now i tried to pull her the outta there, tried to tell her to get the out, you're taking too damn long - till she gave me no choice. i decided to extend my arm and turn the knob. yeah i did. she got soaked and started crying which resulted with me getting punched in the jaw and kicked to the stomach. this little . not only did her uniform get wet, but also her favourite robe. AHA. THATS RIGHT. anyway, in the end, i'm the one who got in trouble. parents giving me this bull lecture about being sensible -- listen. if you have a sibling who one, does not cooperate with your mature mind, and two, thinks she's the boss. then i think its best to say, that you should act like a five year old in front of them. cause clearly, she doesn't understand the words that come right out of my mouth. though, i guess karma also had a play in this cause she ended up soaking all my towels --- so i had to get a new one. no big deal. still – that was ing epic. might do that again some day, but my parents favourite her too much, so i guess i cant. oh, by the way – my parents asked me, "if you hate your sister so much, why don't you just grab a knife and stab her?" i told them, "why can't it be the other way around since none of you want me here anyway –" oOOOooOOooOOOOoooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. yeah, i know. lame.

second point. i was waiting for the bus after school, hoping that the bus ride would be as smooth and quiet as possible – but i guess, that wasn't the ing case. this little boy decided that it was funny to talk back and be rude to an old man. mind you, this boy was white, the old man was asian --- chinese to be exact, from the bag he was holding. anyway, this little kid, was talking to a girl. and i thought it was okay at first, maybe he was just trying to flirt with her with his lame crooked teeth or whatever – but as soon as that old man came into the scene, this , thought that it was funny to spread his legs across the whole damn seat, leaving the old man confused and unable to find an available seat that was close by. there was a pram and two old ladies sitting on the disabled seats, making it hard for the old man to pick a spot – and do you really think he'd want to sit all the way up back? buses, as we all know, are quite the transport. they can become unbalanced, too fast, come to an immediate stop, all this jazz. so of course, the old man was wobbling and everywhere while holding a heavy enviro-bag, and i felt bad, but – someone was already sitting next to me, so i couldn't just move. so – i just continued to wait patiently for that little to make a move. but he still didn't do jack ! lucky for the old man, he just gave no s and sat on top of the kids legs. i was about to piss myself. this fool then asked the old man to stand up real quick and tucked his legs back to his – then he started talking about the poor old man to this "girlfriend", who was behind him --- what the . if you wanted to flirt with a girl, go and sit the down next to her. and like --- really dude? what kind of girl would fall for a guy like you? clearly......... that answer cannot be found. this er was whispering like some kind of bad lip reading or something, which went along the lines of; "why is he sitting next to me?" "oh my god, can he not do that?" "can he just off?" "this old man is ing annoying" and not only was he doing that, but he was also nudging the poor old man to sit away from him or completely push him off in general. and like, i could tell, that high school girl was not impressed. but – what do you expect from a primary school ? thankfully, my stop was next and i'd be able to get the outta that damn bus – but i still felt bad for the old man, cause the only reason why he'd scoot closer to the boy was cause people were walking through the aisle and he didn't want anyone to trip from his foot. the tears are real --- so, i really wanted to tell this boy off and teach him some manners or maybe even a lesson, cause i don't think those words even exist in his dictionary. i really tried to hold in my urge by blasting my music up more or turning the other way cause there was just too many people in there, and i didn't want to cause a scene or a commotion ––– but if i didn't do that or cared about anyone, i would've said, "look mate, the old man is trying to take a seat. why don't you sit the down properly so he could actually get comfortable with his bottom flat on the cushion? you don't own this damn bus, kid. so don't treat this like one of your toys, ya selfish bastard." the thought of his face as he heard that will bring a sinister smile to my face. but in all seriousness though, if you're an annoying little prick from primary school, why don't you just sit all the way up the back? cause no one would want to sit there which gives you a chance to sit all by youringself. maybe you could bring in your girlfriend too and talk about random like – i don't know, i don't give a . but next time, don't ever disrespect an elder or anyone at that, cause i will not only whoop your , but also apply two cups of salt to that nasty tongue of yours. (trust me it hurts and bleeds a hella lot).

the old man was adorable, he thought the opal card wasn't working and he continued to press his onto the scanner until he heard a ding or something. ahaha. now that i think about it, i've actually sat next to that asian old man before. he was actually really nice and smiled a lot. too bad, that nonexistent wasn't nice enough to see it.

well ---- that was too much from me. bye.