My first day of school after 2 weeks and 2 days of week isn't going so well.

School was fine, really.
Except that I had to rush this and that due to my absence for 5 days.
Obviously, everyone teacher is rushing our syllabus like their life are depend on it. Pft.

I was surprised that my sis came and fetched me though.
We went to buy a cake for my daddy's birthday.
And it was about 2:30pm when I reached home.

I couldn't even take a nap. And I was really, exhausted.
Maybe its a good thing though.
At least I wouldn't sleep until 5mins before my piano class and had no chance to practice my scale.

Piano lesson went pretty smooth too, really. I know, miracle.
Everything about today was fine, until I had my fcking dinner with my mom.

I asked her whether I can go to Edwin's birthday party and I told her that I need to wear like, formal. Just absolutely not the usual short-pants-and-tee-shirt style.
And all the responses she gave me totally pissed me off.

She was like, Oh just tell him that you don't have any formal wear.
And, Just wear something presentable la.

I went, Oh presentable? Like what? Jeans? Short pants? Tee shirt?

And she went silent.
Hah. Great. Thanks to my arguing talent, I always have my way to shut my parents' mouths up.

So right now, I am not talking to her. I know she let me go, but her tone totally make me feel sickened.
Even when she asked me to do something, normally I would reply with a "Oh ok" or just nod my head.
But just now, I didn't even glance at her.

Oh now thing is awesome-r.
She just asked me why I online at THIS time. Because THIS hour should be my revising/homework/studying time.

I went, Why can't I online at THIS time huh?
She said, I thought you should be studying.

WTF. When I online at 10pm something, she complains at it is too late.
And now, she whine that this should be my study time.

And I only online less than 30mins yesterday.
And Im onlining only for 45mins today.
I wonder what my perfectionist mom expected from me. Pft.

She just pissed me more and more, now.

Thats why I hate to be to middle child.

My elder sis gets EVERYTHING she wants, like seriously.
She gets to online at anytime she wants without a single comment from my parents.
She can get an instant approval to go here and there.
Its not like she is the best among us. She is actually the worst, according to how she treated my parents.
She acts like a super meanie to my parents few years ago.
She didn't talk to my dad for for than one year(?) JUST because my dad threw her 48marks addmaths paper on the table. Like come on, just because of that petty incident?
She only started talking to my dad again this year. What an awesome daughter, isn't she?
And my parents, esp my dad, don't want to scold her for anything she does and actually give her what she want because they afraid that my sis will get mad and go against them, again.

FML.

Love, Mariky.