When war begins...
I just couldn't handle accusations at home. The moment I sense a little tingling feeling of that, I somewhat become irritated with that asshole tone of mine. And it was this series of unpleasant events with her that caused the so-called World War with my sister at home yesterday. For the first time in her life did she told me to not to call her sister anymore. But I seriously don't feel that it's entirely my fault somehow, given the tone and the type of respect I get from her myself. Just because one is older does not mean higher authority or whatsoever. She's such a control freak-Queen Bee in the house. Whatever she says is right, even though when she is wrong. Something she don't even admit things that came out from her mouth lar. Let's say my brother wants to go on night cycling.. She'll be like the damn first one to object it. It's like what's up with that man. No freedom for us?! Common. We're already 18 and above liao, and we don't need your decree on this sort of things. Concern you might say, but the nasty tone coming out of your mouth ain't telling us so. I've got to admit that I argue alot (and I really mean ALOT) with her, because I just can't stand her behaviour most of the time. Issues with her can never be easiy solved with a simple word 'sorry'. There's just too many to count in the first place. Sooo in the meantime, we'll just shun each other and wait for time to heal.