Friday, December 9, 2011

not another one.

it was thrifty then another, show off?
i'll choose on hearing how thrifty a person is instead of listening to someone brag about how rich they are thankyouverymuch.


i don't care if your house have recently done some extension works to have another additional room complete with a bathroom attached.

i don't wanna hear or know that your mom will have even a hard time cleaning the house now since that you have extra room eventhough your house was already big before.

i don't care if that house of yours was built by your dad and that land belongs to your family.

i don't even care how many bathrooms you've got (btw, having 3 toilets is not many you know. duh)

i don't wanna know how many dogs you got and how many died.

i don't care if your brother gives you an ipod.

nor i don't care if your parents and siblings gives you money like water just to let you fly to more than 2 different places in a year.

i don't care if you use branded facial care products nor i don't care that it costs more than 100 for 2 products.

i don't care if you drink expensive milk

nor i don't care if you eat expensive meals

i don't care if your boyfriend gave you an expensive watch

i don't care if all your friends are rich people and have LV bags or whatever

i don't wanna know how important your dad is

nor i don't give a damn that some Hong Leong bank manager kept on asking your dad to open the bank account in the bank just because (in your thinking) that your dad have loads of money and only rich people are eligible to open a bank account in there. (that's such a bull. if it's not, PROVE IT )

and i seriously don't wanna hear anymore words on "oh i wanna fly to this this place, that that place" or "oh i've flown to this place and it's amazing it have this that this" or "omg, it's so cold now just like it is in there". just shut up.

and i don't wanna hear the constant "i must buy this that's suitable for me to travel when i FLY next time".
you wanna fly? let me give you a lift.

i don't wanna hear or know anything about how expensive it is on one thing that you got, or you received or how it is being a luxury getting to FLY okay? so what? it's just an aeroplane. like no one's ever sat in it before. geez.


maybe, if the next time she start on those rant again, i shall just say:

oh, you know, i only have one bathroom in the house, it's so pity we have to line up in the morning.

oh , you know, we only have one bedroom, we practically have to squeeze in there.

oh, you know, my mom's kitchen is only as wide as a single sized bed.

oh you know, my house is just as big as the hostel room.

oh, you know, i can't afford a ipod so a touch screen will do

oh, you know, i only FLY twice i feel like i'm in heaven

oh, you know, my branded clothes are actually hand me downs

oh, you know, my New Balance bag is not RM104 but it's a fake.

or do you want me to say, "oh, you know, i used to have a classmate who's dad bought a house that cost almost a million?" or "oh, you know, all of my form 5 classmates are not here in malaysia, there's all over the world." then only she'll shut up?
this people who never really learn to stop boasting. kampung people geez.

haih all this boasting really make me piss off sometimes. it's no like she's rich. it's her parents are. i'm not saying i'm rich too. my parents are well to do people and i'm happy with it. at least when we wants something, we'll know that we have to work for it. her? she have sponsors. yeah well, whatever.
next time, i shall just pretend i'm listening. especially on the ones about her dad getting persuaded on opening an account in Hong Leong bank. i've heard that story twice already.


oh i feel so good ranting it out.

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