Wednesday, April 12, 2006
some time back in march, i was reading zhebin's entry bout how u shdn't raise a kid if u aren't able to provide for them comfortably. you can read it at http://zhebineverything.blogspot.com/2006/03/let-me-just-say-that-if-you-are-pauper.html
AND
you shouldn't raise a kid if you ain't prepared to discipline them.
personally, i NEVER believed in 不打不成材. i felt that canning was wrong. and slapping ur kid is a big NO-NO. i believed in reasoning. afterall, communication is essential to form the strong bonds.
BUT...
someone just had to make me do it. and i nearly burst a blood vessel this evening.
i understand how it feels when someone scold you fucked up, or that you are a fucker. it totally sucks. now let me tell you guys, my brother is the biggest fucker in my family.
have you ever heard a P6 boy hurl vulgarities at his OWN parents just because he felt like it?
have you ever talked nicely to ur siblings and had such replies "cheebye wanna fight ah?" "kannina fight lah, come lah. cheebye." ?
the fiercest i had ever used on my dad was "去死啦". that was in P2 when it was cool to scold that in school. i didn't get wacked. i got a stern warning. perhaps you could argue that i am a girl, and girls are usually more timid. i'm telling you thats rubbish. i respect my parents. i may raise my voice at them at times when they nag, but never to my brother's extent. i'm pale in comparison with him.
my brother is only 12.
i am not a very tolerate person. yet i tolerated his nonsense for long enough. i will always back off from an arguement or tell myself to cool it whenever he hurl those vulgarities on me, on us. my parents had grown used to it, and they are NOT doing anything to stop him, can you guys believe it?!
he totally crossed the line today.
think of the evenings that you come home tired from work or school and having to face shoutings from ur younger sibling. sucks totally. i am 9 years his senior. yet he acts as though he is the king just because he has a dick.
he COMMANDED me to close the windows cause he smelled someone cooking next door, and the smell will cause our floor to be oily. fair enough. at the time same, he told me to "go change the vcd" in the player. i shot back "wait lah, i only have one pair of hands, how many things you want me to do?"
bro: cheebye ask you to do things only you shout what?
me: cheebye cheebye, nothing good comes out from your mouth.
bro: so? you think you big ah?
me: yah leh. i am the eldest. i'm not big then who big?
bro: eldest so? i am THE ONLY BOY. you go ask popo whose 地位 bigger lah.
me: you boy so? i am still older than you!
this cheebye kia has the cheeks to say such things can? i swear to god that i really controlled le. after that i walked off to prepare for my movie later. as i walked past the hall where he was watching the tv programme, he murmured "cheebye face".
that took the cake. a big big cake.
i walked over to him and he saw it coming. he hid his face with his hands. but that did not deterred me from hitting him. i delivered a blow on his head.
if you guys think he will be scared and back off, please think again. he splash the cup of water he was holding in his hands on me as i was walking away can?!
i will be fucking ashamed of myself if i did nutting to that act. i delievered a second blow, still on his head. this time he stood up and continue to shower me with lovey dopey vulgarities. my blood was already boiling and *smack* i gave him what he deserved.
his right side of the face turned red immediately. my hand hurt. my heart didn't hurt. i am blardy sure he deserved that. still, he stared back at me with his eyes full of defiance.
he had the cheek to even follow me to the kitchen, claiming i had hit him 3 times, and he has yet to hit me back. at this point of time, i was utterly disappointed in him. he had gotten from bad to worst. i was surprised at my own voice when i screamed back at his challenging face "i dun regret slapping you. i regretted not hitting you harder!"
me: its time for u to pack ur bags and go live in the boys home.
i dunno if he is still terrified of that thought. my parents once had that thought a couple of years back. its been 4 hours. and i'm still boiling as i'm typing this out. if i dun discipline him now, the next person to do it won't be me. it would either be some gangster or policeman.
and no, i do not regret slapping him. its time he learn some respect.
I stopped falling in love @ 10:47 PM
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