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Monday, March 31, 2008

guests from hell

30 minutes left in the shower, air conditioning left on for the entire day, children left alone at home, children stomping their foot on the suspended wooden staircase in front of their parents and the parents are not doing anything!!!
this is what i had to put up with this weekend.
it started with my sports day.i had to sleep in my grand's house, then i'll stay till my mum picks me up the following Monday (which is a holiday).

so that night-the night after my sports day,which was held that morning- i found that my grandma had invited guests over to sleep overnight at the house. i was shocked because i didnt know that they would be sleeping over.... my grandma just said, "Mira, sit properly! we have guests coming"
so i was worried that i'd have to sleep somewhere other then my room. my grandma said that i did not have to go anywhere, so did the guest. what the guest (also a family member, however distant) didn't say was that she invited her brother and his wife and children to sleep over to, without saying anything to my grandmum.
so i was going to my room and found that there was someone occupying it, namely my grandmum's guest's brother's wife and child. so i sat there talking. not noticing the bags that were tucked away in a corner. i thought that the she and her husband were just resting in that room, as sometimes guests do. but i did not expect that she was going to sleep there. so i went out after chatting friendlily to her about stars in the us. i watched tv with my aunt pah'e and waited for them to go home... then this movie came up on astro and i got stuck till' midnight.
after the movie i wanted to sleep and found my bedroom door locked and herd snoring inside and i panicked, cuz' my stuff were in there. i told my grandma and she said that she too did not know they were sleeping over,but since they are guests, i should act all nice and not wake them up. so ok, i didn't... wake them up that is. i anded up sleeping on the sofa of the upstairs tv room where i watched the movie earlier. i was uncomfortable because i could not move and that my leg was still hurting from the runs on sports day that morning, hot and very pissed.
i could not sleep and neither could my aunt and grandma, since i was sleeping "out in the open",
the area is famous for break ins.
so in this state of wakefulness, at about 2 in the morning i heard.... well i think every one heard a door opening and shutting (slamming) shut, so i woke up and saw that saw that our unwelcome guest had gone out for a potty break. so i talked to her and took my stuff out of the room. she then proceded to go to the toilet, slamming her door shut again.
the next morning, the bunch of them went out to get some stuff for laksa making leaving their children behind with us. we were thankful of them leaving the house, up until the kids started running up and down the stairs and making outrageously loud noises upstairs, we were all grumbling cuz apparently the parents let the children play in the bathroom for 30 minutes, their grandma had to tell them to get out, and don't ask me what the parents were doing, i don't know.

bang boom, loud gigling
i was so damn annoyed that i went upstairs and told them not to make so much noise, not to stop playing but to stop screaming at the top of their lungs. i went down stairs and about half an hour later i heard Rogayah screaming her lungs out. i went upstairs and told Rogayah to stop yelling so much and her big bro to stop "kacauing" her.

their parents got back home and hell broke loose, i had to tell the kids in front of their parents to behave themselves, not that the parents showed any shame. they would have stayed another night if it not were for our intended guest's husband, had called them a thousand times to get home, i think he knows their 'perangai' well. so they went home but not without leaving a deep scar on all of us....

i really cant understand how the parents of the kids could not control them or tell them off.
they don't correct their children's mistakes and then,when they get older they wonder why their children become Mat Remp-its.

so now, i know how those children gone missing (there are three now, the first was found dead, naked in a gym bag with traces of a zuchini being stuffed up her vagina) and why they are all malay. the simple fact is that MOST malays know how to make children but they dont know how to educate and control them, so they just don't. so this is the next generation.

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