Ray and i were talking about paying for our own stuff as far as possible. he says that many Jap women carry lotsa coins and small change in order to pay for thier stuff exactly. especially when they're out with friends.
we hate it when we pay for stuff in advance and people dont return us. it's actually quite embarassing to ask for money even when it's yours and especially when it's only a few bucks. so it sucks when people forget about what they owe or assume it's the creditors duty to ask for his money back.
it makes it worse that money is a sensitive issue. not too good when money gets in the way.
bah....whatever.


i really hate writing the same entry twice. it's lame. but i really wanna say this.
my mum's evil.


-Background-
I needed the car.
-Setting-
Petrol station somewhere in Thompson. Car is getting itself filled with petrol. Mum in front passenger seat. Me sitting behind her. Dad is in the convenience store buying stuff and paying for petrol.


Scence 1 Act 0


Me: Mum, are you guys using the car after work tmr?
Mum: *ignores*


*long pause*


Mum: Help me see how much is the petrol.
Me: *glancing at the meter* $80.
Mum: Wah!? So much?!
Me: *half expecting that reaction* Yea.......$1.90 a litre what.
Mum: Wah...*pretends to do mental calculations* So if we pick you up from camp it's $2. Dad drive to work about $6......(and she makes
some comparisons with cab fees.) Soooooo expensive.....you all dont anyhow how use the car drive here drive there.


-Scence-


what the hell man. it wouldnt have been half as bad if she said "you cant have the car" in a preemptive counterstrike. but nooo......she has to do a hook and shoot me in the ass. smart. peach head. fuck. and she said "you all" like im not the only one who borrows the car. fuck. what's her problem. i know petrol's expensive, and if it were cheaper and more convenient to take public transport, i would. i only asked her after carefully considering the circumstances and i guess it seems like i deserve to get a screwed up half reply to requests.


i'm better off flying to brunei to live in a jungle for two weeks.

it's not surprising if im feeling jaded, it is weird though if the reason i've got this sad terrible feeling is not because of brunei. it's about art, photography, online sprees and tiny tinkerbell. and as compared to that, the battle in brunei only pales in comparison.