No I didn't get one recently but it was my hubby instead lol.
The only hate mail I've ever received was in a forum from a stupid B, ugh.
My hubby had a group project due today and they've been working on it for about 2 weeks. Everything went fine until the leader was freaking out about getting a bad grade because my hubby dragged him down =/ Wha? Saying that he didn't do much and that he had to fill in some stuff that were missing in his project. That's a big problemo! The leader pointed out a few things that was incomplete in my hubby's project and he said that he would finish it, but the leader insisted that he would fill it in for him. OK... They had a group meeting that day. There were 4 people in total, when 2 of them left, S (Mr.Leader) complained that one of his teammates sucks and did his part poorly (compilation of graphics and sound made from flash, kinda). Hubby stood up for him saying that it wasn't that bad. I have to admit that everyone is perfect and can do things that everybody expects you to do (unless he's paying you haha).
So supposedly things went fine until yesterday night when S sent hubby a hate mail, saying that he didn't put enough effort, stuff were missing in his part, didn't seem to care about the project, ah girly complaints =( S is a straight A person and thinks that he's very good at everything he's doing (so it seems? I don't know him though, this assumption is based on what hubby thinks so =x).
Well hubby sure got fired up! He did his best because I've seen him sleeping like at 6am just to finish his projects and all. He might be a lil slow but he's really doing his job! S dared to say that his lateness represents his incompetence. Dude lateness to class, group meetings and watsoever doesn't mean that the individual is INCOMPETENT omg i hate that word makes me want to punch S in the stomache =/ haha ok i'm not that violent actually. Or so...
Hubby does his best, I mean can't be the best but he does what he can do. He is lazy but he wouldn't bring a whole group down.
Hubby sent a hate mail back =D And CC'd the mail to the rest of the teammates too! lol. A lil extreme but he felt really pissed and insulted.
At the day of the group meeting the leader-san said that everything was OK, the group agreed that so far the project is decent and if there were any problems, the leader would finish it off. OK so much for being a leader, now he's rolling up and being a pussy! On top of that he's blaming everything on hubby...
Another factor that triggered the hate mail is when S found that this is going to be graded as a GROUP and not individually. Uh oh spagettio~ lol
Then, DUDE, don't complain at the last minute!!! I mean he wrote the mail like at 3am when the project is due the next day <_< surprise. If he expressed his feelings a lil earlier everything would have been ok, hubby would have agreed to make changes to his part to S's liking.
Rant finished~ Wasn't a rant, OK. I'm not the mad one here =/ I'm just really bored in reality and wanted to blog something random =/
I never really liked group projects because in a group there will be always one that will do too much, and one that will slack and do less. Doh.
I've always lived in a warm family, where everybody treated everyone else respectfully. Everybody was loving and caring. We would have occasional family dinners.
I really miss those days!
I'm currently in cold water.
This family is very cold, everyone has their own personality and attitude. It's so different compared to what I'm used to. Sure I got used to this environment but I long for those warm family days...
The siblings don't really get along well. The two brothers do (they didn't used to until I repaired their relationship!) now but the sister remains in darkness. She acts so different, she is a teenager afterall... But all my life I loved my brother. I get along very well with him and I would tell him my secrets from time to time. I remember I used to sit on his bed while he would be on his computer doing something. I would just sit there and watch, or I'm just doing my thing on his bed. Heh I liked to be around him. He is a very nice brother, and I believed that I was a nice sister too!
But... compared to this family, everybody is just so distant. Even the parents, because they're always at work. They have no time to educate the children, sorry to say but the two little ones are no well raise and educated. I got no guts to tell them that face to face hah, but my husband knows. I told him he was lucky, that his mother put the most time and effort in raising him, and gave up on the ones after him. She's a very busy woman since the father is useless. There is no father figure in this family (so do ours, but at least my mother respects my father, so do I) and everybody ignores the father thanks to the mother. She disrespects him, often says bad things behind his back in front of the children. They have no love... It's a broken family.
The 2 lil ones often would say that their father is stupid and give him faces behind his back and attitude, I just found that so rude!!! I don't remember seeing my brother or myself doing that. I never insulted my father in a bad way... What has this society come to? Is this how newer generations behave nowadays?
No respect?
The children dare to raise their voice against the parents.
I remember my mother, who was very strict, hitting me when I dared to say one word while she was giving me a lecture. No I wasn't even screaming or said anything in a loud voice. My words were quiet and normal, even so I dared to talk back to her (in a nice manner of course).
I would be force to stand and listen to my mother lecturing me for as long as she could talk... half an hour maybe, or more?
I found that nowadays parents and children stand on the same level. The children are aloud to raise their voices, quarrel with them and the parents would either do nothing or talk back. The end.
What happened to reinforcements? As in, I thought parents should at least show that they are on a higher level and they should be looked upon.
Blabber mouth =/
Whatever I say is useless anyways because I can't do anything to this family, and after all I still feel like a stranger to them... The lil bro is nice to me and accepted me as his sister I think heh. That's really cute.
Oh, I'm referring to the sister =D
I said this countless times to my husband, complaining about her attitude and voice and obviously nothing can be done because that's just the way it is. And I don't have the guts to tell her or the mother directly lol. sigh~
How would you feel if every day you hear a girl whining all the time and sometimes even screaming?
She vents from time to time just screaming in her room. It really bothers me. She often talks really LOUD, I don't get how her vocal chords were made! I made a joke saying she should sing opera with no problems. She whines all the time oh my god, it's getting on my nerves!
In case your wondering I've never lived or experienced someone like her in my life. Everyone I knew was just normal people, or so I think... I feel so sorry for myself, living with this vocal beast.
Everyday I would hear her whiny voice. Screaming voice. My nerves are about to pop.
We live in a spacious house and I could hear her from the kitchen to my room! This is crazy. I wonder how her sound waves travel around.
Like I said millions of times, I can't wait to leave this house, but that would be many years from now... I'd say 4 years or so. Oh mama miaaaa! Get me away from this psycho!
I just had to write this down =/
Nobody cares about my hamster so I have no one to talk to, sigh.
The husband didn't really care until he read what I wrote here (and he didn't listen to me when I spoke to him earlier, uh hello?)
The husband's mother insists that I have to get rid of my cute little hamster in our room. She thinks that he's contributing allergy reactions to my husband's pollen allergies, when clearly he's not allergic to animals. Nor dust...
This all started when husband complained that he needed an air filter because he's paranoid about the dust... And now the mother is paranoid about the hamster.
It's my fault since I bought the hamster without the consent of the mother though. I wish I could have first because now I'm grieving.
There was a deal though. The hammie would be moved to the living room but I don't see the point. The "dust and fur" will still travel in the house. Also, he would be only and I live spying and stalking his every move when he's in my room. I like to listen to his food munching and water drinking noises. Feels more lively. Once he's moved to the living room he'll be lonely and so will I. I spend 1% of my life in that living room and I will not change. I like to live with my hammie 24/7, and I don't want to live with him 24/7 in the living room. The sister likes to roam around the living room too so, sigh.
I bet that in the future the mother will complain that the living room doesn't look classy because there's a hamster cage...
I was looking for animal shelters but there are no rooms for small furry animals out there.
The husband took a peek and what I was writing here and called his mother saying that he wanted the hamster in his room. Obviously that's a lie because he doesn't really like the hamster either because his urine really stinks. I can tell that the mother won't fall for lie either (as in, she knew he spoke in my place). She said as long we cleaned him often then its okay. I will have to clean his urinating spot more often (deadliest smell).
I can't wait to get my own place. This family is too big for me, and they're not the kind of people I'm used to be around with. They're not mean but, just a different kind of atmosphere and feel of "home" and very different personalities.
Poor hammie, what will your fate be? The living room, my room or the outside world?
My hubby's parents are busy people. More like the mother is busy as hell, and the father is busy doing some "homekeeping" job and being the driver for the sister.
So, the traditional roles have switched...
The father cooks acceptable food. Sometimes its good, sometimes it's gross. He has no creativity. I don't even think he likes cooking, but he's forced to do so for the kids who are hungry and are waiting for being fed ASAP.
The kids don't like his cooking. Everybody has different taste a they're really picky. They like American food, the father loves Chinese food.
He pays no attention to the oil/fat involved in his food. The sister is a wannabe-health-freak so she goes insane every time she sees shiny food on the table. The brother just thinks it's gross and doesn't eat it. The big bro, my hubby, plays along and sits on the same boat. Well me too but I respect the father and try to eat whatever I can...
Ever since I came to the house, I learned to cook for my sake. The kids liked my food and has become dependent of my food, omg! The lil bro isn't so bad, he just likes to smooch off the food I make for myself (if he likes it). The sister rapes the food I make. Every now and so, she'll ask me to make food for her since she can't stand her father's cooking and she hasn't been eating his food. She relies on sandwiches and bagels everyday...
Every time she asks (more like, ORDER) me to cook food, she brings out that face that I HATE! The puppy eyes, cute whiny voice, saying: "I miss your food! Can you make food for meeeeeee?" I agreed... sniff.
I wouldn't mind if she had a better personality and character.
She never feels thankful that people are cooking for her...
My hubby relies too much on my cooking too. He loves it when I cook "proper" food. I just made curry today, and the boys loved it. Loved it! Of course it makes me happy when they say it's good ^_^
But I actually hate cooking. LOL. I'm just forced to cook... that's all. I mean it's fun but it's a long and annoying process. Heating things up, chopping food, wait for it to simmer, blablabla ugh.
I was once mama's girl too. Never learned to cook anything besides holy instant noodles and sunny side up eggs. I remember whining to my mom when I'm hungry lol. I remember telling my mother the food's no good and she yelled at me for not appreciating the food. "Don't like it, don't eat it."
I learned to eat everything that's been offered on the table, unlike these people... I'm just sensitive =/
Marry the man, marry the family.
I only have a brother so I never got the chance to share clothing with him :D However we used to share the same computer. (that's it?)
We never fight hehe, he's such a good man.
My best girl and her 2 lil sisters always share clothing (more like her sisters always steal her stuff!). I find it interesting to see them quarreling about lost clothing and blaming each other for stealing each other's clothing without permission. I find it lovely actually! It has a nice sisterhood atmosphere... That's why I like to go to her house. It feels very different from my family... They always do the things that I've always wanted in a family. For a bit I thought I was part of the family when I was eating dinner with them, aaw! Before dinner, her mother wasn't afraid of asking me to help her when my girl friend (we'll call her "K") was cutting vegetables. The mother says: "Hey you do something too! Cut these tofu open for me, then put the meat in between the tofu slit." I was surprised because you know, I'm a guest lol but I didn't mind! It was very fun. Oh yeah we were preparing stuff for Hot Pot :) yummy.
I went a lil off topic huh? I was just reminiscing about the old days. It has been about a year ever since I moved to the States. I miss her...
Anyways~ Back to topic!
Other than sharing clothing, I found that sometimes they would wear each other's shoes. I don't know about others, but I kinda find it gross XD But I guess when they're all part of your family you wouldn't mind.
That reminded me of something that happened during dinner today. My brother-in-law was eating pizza and didn't finish off the crust and threw it back in the box. The mother was saying how wasteful he was, and that she would have eaten the crust if he hadn't munched all over, or if he had cut off the crust earlier she would have eaten it.
I don't mind eating off the same food my mother would have eaten. Or my father's. Or my brother's. Oh well.
Last week my sis-in-law asked me if I could lend her some sophisticated clothing cause she had a big project to present in class and her teacher required students to dress properly. Jokingly I rolled my eyes, stared at her and said "No."
She responded: "Puh-leaaaase!!!"
I smiled and said:"Of course :p I was joking, you know I'm too nice!"
(I Really didn't wanna lend her anything. She is irresponsible, never returns things back! And she's messy too, oh my god. She's a brat afterall).
So she came in my room, raped my closet and took a sweater and a one piece. The next day I went to ask for my stuff and she looked like if she didn't wanna return my sweater lol. She was still wearing it. She really liked it. My heart kinda felt bad as I watched her slowly unzipped the sweater and took the sleeves off slowly. To comfort her I said "If I had another one I would give that one to you." I'm so nice XD More like, I'm afraid of her. I'll write about it one day lol. SHAME! I'm afraid of a teenager LOL.
I always feel like a two face when I see her.
Last time I lent her a very long necklace that had blingbling (OK it wasn't that big) hanging off at the end,and a peacock feather. She had a band concert. I said OK. When she came back a while later I asked if she could return back my necklace. The next day she wanted to borrow the necklace again, I said sure, again. When she came back, she didn't give it back to me right away and kept it. At night, I went to her room and asked her to return it. She actually forgot where she had put it. She was looking around, and had finally found my necklace under a big pile of clothing in a corner. I was so worried that the feather would had been torn apart or something! (pulls hair)
I really have to get used to this new sister. We live under the same roof... (goes and sulks in a dark molding corner)
I guess I can't lend people stuff. I always worry they won't give it back to me or something and I get paranoid. "Are they gona stain the shirt? Is the skirt gona break?"
I had bad experience with lending. They never gave anything back, and I was always too shy to speak.
However, if my best girls asked me to lend them something I wouldn't mind. Somehow I can totally act like myself and scream after them if they don't return my stuff back ^_^ hehe.
Life rant, done.
...is what I'm going to get if I keep on sleeping this late!
This is the reason why I get bad skin huh. Didn't get enough beauty sleep!!!
Man I sleep like at 4-5am. No good. Only if there was an easy way to readjust your sleeping patterns? Waking up early works, but I really hate waking up early, it really makes me sleepy for the rest of the day. Sniff.
I wish I knew more about blogger templates.
I wish to create my own but have no idea how to design the elements and all... anyone, help? *cries*
I need to sleep ~_~
Now I heard that if you can weight if you sleep late... *jumps on bed*!
