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Monday, June 27

favourtism





several things that happened over the holidays made me remember sth that happened at least 3years ago when i was either in p4 or p3.i remember doing my homework innocently in my room when a hell lot of shouting aroused me.(dun feel like writing in my written diary so i might as well write it out here.)so,being curious(great mistake),i wandered out into the living room and was greeted by a teary and blacked faced mother.not far off from her,was my sister standing at the balcony with my father yelling at her non stop for failing to know how to do a question he gave her or sth like that.loud and thunderous shouts filled the air,with mother trying to stand up for sis.well,so there i was,unsure of wad to do.....when mother spotted me."WHAT ARE U DOING THERE,STANDING LIKE A ROCK?!"she shouted at me.i cowered in fear and began to retreat to my room.but too late.she continued to shout at me and i turned around to listen to her."YOU ARE SO LAZY!!ALWAYS DILLY DALLY NEVER DO YOUR WORK!EVERY TIME U DUNNO A QUESTION,U GOT YOUR SISTER TO ASK.SHE?NOBODY TO ASK EXCEPT FOR YOUR IMPATIENT FATHER!"she screeched at me,though compared to father's shouts,was a tad bit softer.feeling angry,i retorted back:"i juz came out to see wad was all that noise!
i didn't even do anything,scold me for wad?!!" mother looked at me in pure anger,pausing for a second,before she said this:"well,your father is scolding your sister when it is not her fault,so i'm scolding u!"


that's the word to descibe this:favourtism