Friday, January 21, 2005
The way of "cohabitation"Just reached home from work, and in the process of waiting for my turn to use the bathroom, hence making use of this time to write some crap here. Before u go any further i must warn u that this is gonna be a looooong (dreary?) post.
When u read the topic an air bubble probably popped out beside ur head with a "!?" inside. I'm not really talking about cohabitation here, but rather, the way to communicate and interact with others around u, or more precisely, the ppl u live with.
Let me replay what happened last night which caused me to lose a few hours of beauty sleep, not to mention quite a few drops of my precious tears.
Besides going out for lunch with my cousin Joey, i basically spent the whole of yesterday twiddling with my laptop. My parents came home at around 10pm and i waited for them to finish their baths before i took mine (i guess if i had bathed earlier when no one was at home this problem wouldn't arise). The other tenant, also living in my aunt's house, came home slightly after they took their baths. (Seperately of coz, in case anyone's wondering.)
After both my parents were done, i heard the bathroom door open and close several times in the 15 or so following mins so i assumed that the tenant had went in and taken her bath. Therefore, (partly to avoid my mum's incessant nagging) i just took my clothes and went in for my long-awaited bath.
It was after i came out of the bathroom fully refreshed that i saw her going in again and believe me i was a little surprised, although i didn't think much about it.
About 5 mins later i heard a knock on the bedroom door and i opened it to see the tenant's boyfriend standing there. (Yea i know it's her boyfriend coz i've seen him coming over and staying overnight in her room almost everyday and i don't even think that's usually condoned by most house owners, but since my aunt's the soft-hearted type i'm not surprised she hasn't said anything about it. *takes a deep soothing breath*)
He started saying that his girlfriend had already hung her clothes in the bathroom (i swear i didn't notice them when i went in) before i went in and she just came out to open the house door for him coz he happened to come over at that time. (Again.) The next thing she knew i had suddenly popped into the bathroom and she was crying and complaining to her boyfriend in her room that she's tired from work everyday and doesn't like the fact that i seem to have snatched the bathroom from her (wtf?!). He went on to say that his girlfriend has become mentally unbalanced coz of this (wtf?!?!) and we (including my parents) should spare some thoughts for her and blah blah black sheep.
The audacity of him!!! He isn't a tenant of my aunt so he shouldn't be spending nights here in the 1st place, much less lecture me on what i should or shouldn't do and whatever shit. If his girlfriend has any complaints she can go straight to my aunt and have her talk to me about it, not asking her boyfriend over to confront me. What, trying to bully me? Fark him! (Which is what she's probably doing everytime he comes over to find her. Ok, that's crude, but what else can u do every night?)
Like i said earlier on, if i bathed earlier all these probably wouldn't have happened. But then again, perhaps it would happen sooner or later anyway. I just have this habit of bathing at night. I'm trying to correct it though, especially after this incident, but it's for my own benefit, not hers.
And how did i react last night? Of coz, i didn't want to be the cause of my aunt losing a tenant, so i just swallowed all my anger, smiled sweetly (if fake smiles could kill he'd be in hell already), and apologised. Hey, i AM really sorry for making her wait for her bath, but i didn't do it deliberately did i? If i saw her clothes in the bathroom i would have let her use it 1st. How the hell would i notice if she choose to hang her clothes in an inconspicuous corner. So why did he have to say until like i'm purposely fighting with her for the use of the bathroom? For the fun of it? My favourite pasttime is preventing others from using the bathroom? Get real. -.-zzz
Give me my sleep back! I oughta sue him for mental distraught. It's really just a trivial matter, but as i was trying to sleep last night, i actually cried (yes cried!) a little. Yea go ahead and call me a crybaby. I don't have any idea why i cried though. It's really nothing to cry about. But the tears just came. I only knew that i felt a little sad, a little angry and.. a little bullied. Or maybe it's due to my pent up feelings for the past who-knows-how-long? Or is it the problems my family is facing?
My dad was telling me, it takes alot of effort to get along with other ppl, especially in such close confines. Yea i agree with that, and i admit i'm not the most caring and considerate person in this world, but that doesn't mean i go all out to make ppl's lives miserable. If possible, and within my means, i really would like to put others' convenience over my own. I may be thoughtless at times, but i don't mean any harm. It really upsets me when i'm wrongly accused. (Although right now i don't give a damn what those two m****s think of me.)
Arhh.. maybe i really don't have what it takes to relate to ppl. I can only try my best and i seriously couldn't care less to those who don't appreciate it.
posted @ 10:33 PM