Are you ready kids?

Well, well, well...the past few days have been a bit hectic and also pointless. I've had to endure pointless waiting, pointless meetings and pointless conversations. Im not going to dwell much on it as its only going to give me more heartburn. Anyway, this NUH project taught me a lot more on how people behave, the psychological and social aspects. Haiz, i have to keep reminding myself that design is very subjective, especially when you're dealing with people who think they can design better than you. Then what's the purpose of me being the designer?

I know they're going to say that my PM does most of the job and that he's reliable(since he goes for most of the meetings) but they forget that the design, the conceptualisation, the stupid dwgs and also the final say comes from me. Just because i keep quiet when you talk doesnt mean im dumb!!! The finishing isnt very good, i wished i wasnt so caught up on the T3 project, there's a lot more that could have been done better for this.

So, the picnic on sunday was super fun but also super short. Since it rained in the afternoon, we were stuck in the tent for almost one hour. It was fun, just the five of us girls, eating and laughing at each other. Of course, i had to carry the big bag of food all the way from home (makes me feel like im the boy in the family). And of course, mum and i did most of the work, frog and adek helped out a little while itik was just being plain minah-ish. She is so DAMN LAZY i tell you. When she gets married one day, i bet she'll be hiring maids instead of doing the chores herself. In fact, she said she'll PAY me if i can cook for her when she's married. Bloody pain in the butt.

Sometimes, i find it really childish of you to be so stingy about money. I mean, we're your family and your responsibility. All my life, i've always been trying to be the best, to be different, to be more responsible, smarter, more resourceful and independent. Just so that you can be proud of me. But all you ever did was to question me sceptically on the choices i made and the things i do. Sometimes i think all you want is just money. And i bet you have not grown up at all, not one bit. And if you were to leave one day, we'll only be crying because we wished we'd known you better. But like what i said, you were the one who chose to create the rift and to detach yourself from us. I pray to God that one day you'll grow up and realise that you've wasted half of your life ignoring us. If i was a boy, i'd have walked out a long time ago. But if i was a boy, things would have been different wont they?