So last night while Paw and I waited twenty minutes to get Chinese food from Jade Restaurant, Twit and Brat proceeded to plot against me in the car with Maw. They both have instigated yet another attempt to annoy Maw (as usual) by complaining about me for not being as sociable with other people and for not getting a job to work hard like a lab rat.
Both airheads were essentially blaming Maw for not ‘forcing’ me to improve my more introverted, anti-social, hard-of-hearing behavior. I am a grown woman with my own ideas in life and I am observing how their plots unfold. I am dismayed to report that Maw is a hypocrite by balancing out her affections and her plan to ignore me, not hating but basically letting me live my life as if I were some stranger living in an apartment.
This is nothing new. First I am disowned. Now I’m ignored. This goes to show how even the closest of ‘bloodlines’ are not always to the best interest of a person’s overall growth and well being in life. I’ve told Maw about how the twosome have their own agendas and new lives to lead and should be left alone to work out their problems like any couple in love. But Maw continues to deny that as a mother, she cannot completely ignore her children.
She cannot ignore me for long, I know. And try as she might I simply will not open up and disclose anything and all that I may know, including my finances. This is because I don’t trust anyone, including my bio-units and all for go reasons. The Filipinos are noted for blabbering! And Twit too is especially noted for blabbering too much to Cunning, her best ‘friend’ whom she continues runs for help in resolving life’s basic problems. Both are Chinese, by the way.
Maw already pointed out how Brat could understand Twit bad English yet cannot understand the likes of us Americans, who know the meaning to the word ‘etiquette’. She went further to said how rude they are for closing the door on us and why we don’t visit them anymore. The point is there is no going back or forgetting what has happened in the past, only forgiving those who think they are always right no matter what has been done and said.
I do not understand why my life is any of their business and why Twit and Brat told an old timer (with health problems) their feigned concern when they could have told me instead. Both of them are so stupid. I simply cannot get along with them after the hurt feelings since they moved in together. These people will never figure out why I am angry at them and why I have refused to interact with their nonsense. This is another reason why I’m really frustrated due to continued lies by TPTB. You know who you are – Pete!
Anyway, Maw (the old hag) has instructed her henpecked husband — Paw not invite me by knocking on the wall as a courtesy to attend their stupid morning mass. She told me I could drive myself for all she cares. I really don’t care Maw! You are a ‘loving’ b!tch! Your own son has moved out right away without our consultation and jumped into that relationship with Twit and all because you are a difficult person to please. She is a Twit because her words are exactly that of Brat. Twit doesn’t have a mind of her own, really. Y’all should hear one time.
Further, I really didn’t care last night about eating dinner with the likes of these people nor did I care what Maw had to say tonight. As she continues to deteriorate in health and into an old hag, old timers like her will never truly learn to be peaceful and eventually forget everything and all. She will continue her role as a teacher following the ‘hard path’ with us students of free will being too stubborn to listen. I will continue to rant and get nowhere. But that should change hopefully.
This is how life treats me — the price of freedom by staying indoors like a prisoner waiting for some bail from anonymous ‘do-gooders’. Even my shiny diamond shiny rings (two on the left and one on the right) has lost is flashing bling to annoy Twit and her obvious well-paid prize — an engagement ring, a mere eye-candy to the truth about the inheritance of living with the brassy, ADD-laden mouth of Brat and the truth of my refusal to accept her into the bio-units.
The world continues to turn on its axis while the seagulls fly northbound on a crispy, blue sky. After hearing myself snoring and Maws report of my teeth grinding, I awoke this mid-afternoon to the sun shining brightly. As I contemplate on what surprises are inside of me, I feel there is no place like home, a home far away from people who would dare to be my ‘friends’ and a world where true friends is being at peace with oneself.
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