So thats what a waste of time is.

Weird weekend. saturday out from 11-7, sunday 1030-8. wow record. anw saturday scholarship day, boring(been there, been there and going to do it again), wdv, bible study, blah blah blah, overall midly strange. Sunday. right. supposed to go grandmas hse today, for 7th month, too much food or something. hmm original plan was to go back from church (about 10 mins away from grandmas hse), wait for dad to come back from kl then go grandmas hse for dinner. however after church i think my aunt called my mom to inform her our cousins were there (background info, they are aged 6, 12, 14) causing my sister to want to go early( at 1 something). so im like, okay its not so bad, lets eat lunch and go home. but uhh well apparently my dad had to go there too, my grandmas my dads ma after all. so yea. had to stay till dinner. ohjoy. duno why my sister wants to go there either, she goes there, she creates conflict, cos apparently she manages to convince my cousin, the 6 yr old boy, who happens to like whacking people, and my other cousin, 6 yrs old, girl, that my other cousin, whos 4..or 5, and the sister of the 6 yr old girl, is irritating. and apparently she heads the campaign to ostracize her and lock her out of rooms. yea my sisters like that. vaguely reminds me of me. long ago. ok dont listen to my ranting lol. the point is, what a bloody waste of time.

in any case while my sisters busy making my cousin feel sad i find nothing to do. yea sure me n my brother are closer to my 12 n 14 yr old cousins than to any other cousins, but thats more of my bro than me. and we've gone for numerous holidays together, but we stopped having stuff to talk about since we stopped playing d2/pokemon. so i have to content myself with reading merchant of venice. my cousin brought it for revision lol. and i was bored enough to finish. and just before i did my dad and bro came over, in a cab apparently and they brought my library book. yay. the dark tower, stephen king. and after like 4 hrs of reading im down to the last 150/1050 pages. its the last book in a series of 7. ive read 13456. been doing it since like last november. lol admittedly its not very good, and stephen king is obsessed with himself, (to the point where he has to make himself a character in his own story, and engage in self-flaming about how hes too lazy to write the dark tower series, thereby affecting the book's world, and the characters go after him) but book 7 owns the rest lol. anw. soon ill be able to finish, and return the book, which i admit i have severely damaged( it was new wth, now its folded), with a 2 dollar fine lol.

lol i duno if its reading stephen king or sth (the content can get kinda strange) but ive been damn weird of late. for one ive been having freaky dreams. which u do not want to hear of. for two i find myself getting random bursts of anger/dissent (well the dissentiments(is there such a word lol) always been there, but usually nothing would come out of it) that result in random half-violent actions. haha ok. tantrums, if you should call it that. without the screaming. and im being very petty. my capacity for forgiveness still has a long way to go. fine so its always been the case, more or less (less), but i never did see myself as..petty. ah well. things will sort themselves out, i think. oh right and im getting damn drama. lmao.