Saturday, 15 February 2014

Maturity

I had my first experience travelling by commuter/train today...
Well not exactly my first, but since I can't recall the previous details..
First it is.
Went all the way to Kuala Lumpur Lowyat Plaza to shop for my friend's boyfriend's gift.
At first I was astonished at her sudden change.
The one I knew would NEVER spend so much on a gift, not when it's about a few hundreds.
But her reason sounds fine.
The guy got her so many expensive gifts, this is the least she can do as a return.
True, or maybe she should just do as I say. Buy some Lacey lingerie lol.
Nahhh impossible, I will slap her myself if she did.

So anyway, got back empty-handed. The gadgets there are fascinating, what more the price.
After asking around and calling up her experienced friends, she decided to buy cheaper similar gadgets back here in Subang.
frankly speaking, I wouldn't be surprise if she can't find any.
I mean, subang rarely has cheap stuffs. It's a very populated city anyway.

As the title said, I am very much upset.
I came home and saw my sister lying leisurely watching tv.
My anger rose when I remembered how she didn't reply my whatsapp and it was an urgent thing!
But of course, she left it upstairs to charge, from yesterday. Just fantastic.
Nonetheless, I saw how she immediately used a cushion to cover her legs.
Reason being she's wearing a skirt without safety pants, plus with that sitting pose, anyone can see her panties colour.
So naturally I began questioning her with a pinch of annoyance and anger.
Hey, who would go all nice and fluffy when your sister is dressing like a whore.
Call me traditional, but I wouldn't respect my sister myself if she behaves like this.

Then tadaa!
Dad butts in. Not like it's the first time. I will get used.

" why do you like to sound like bullying her? "
" but she's wearing like this, and did you see how she instinctually covered and adjusted her position. She knows she's wrong, but she knows I'm gonna know "
" yeah but you are to the point where people feel irritated"
"...never mind"
" you see.. Now you go again:.... "

The story ended with me going upstairs as fast as I could.
I wanted to quarrel back, but thank God I was tired and felt like tolerating.
I don't admit my fault, because clearly I'm not the one wearing a skirt and opening my thighs to welcome public attention. Yes we're at home, but it's a living room.
But no, dad says I'm irritating.
Funny how simple words made me shut up when the usual me have a truckload of reasons to fight back.
Maybe this is what they call being a mature person.
You learn how to care less, talk less, fight less.

I wouldn't be bothered if she's not my sister.
Whores are everywhere, but at least I'm trying to help my sister to Not be one
But I guess not everyone is that conservative as me.
Hmmm who knows, maybe if I get a nice figure in the future, I might wear lesser than ever.

Anyway, I'm affected very much at how I was described.
Irritating. Annoying.
Maybe I really am.
Can't wait till the day that I won't care so much, but no worries, I'm striving there (:

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