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Monday, April 04, 2005

Yesterday was a day of drama and I had to miss it all. I didn’t actually notice anything until Camelia signaled to me her step mom, Mas, was crying. I didn’t get the full story because Mas was whispering and my hearing ain’t so good nowadays. Camelia was useless sometimes when relating stories. She tends to skip some parts but then she’s only a kid. However I understood that Mas complained to MIL about the 2 leeches living with her. MIL wasn’t happy about that. She said she would ask her son and wife to rent a room somewhere else and she would help them pay the rent. What the fak??!! Where the hell would she get the money from if not from Ash or Siti? No way am I letting Ash fork out a single cent. We can’t help people who refuse to help themselves. We are not ATM machines or a charity organization. We have enough problems of our own. MIL just doesn’t think with her brain when she made that statement. She doesn’t understand none of us want her to worry unnecessarily. I know no mothers want to see their children in hardships but this one refuses to better his own life. I am not going to allow him to step into the house if he has any intention to stay. This time round I’m gonna be firm and vocal. It’s my house too. I invest money in it. Later I’ll sms Mas to know the whole story clearly. Dammit! I forgot my damn cleanroom suit. I know I had forgotten something but I can’t remember what it was. Now I know. Getting old

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Monday, April 04, 2005

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