SO WHAT IF IT'S 2009?

SERIOUSLY. I've seen a site telling about this incident in China, where 3 kittens were found abused to death and was laid in front of their mother. It was SICK. It was sad, sadistic and inhumane, and I wonder why people do these things. I almost cried.

Even worse were the comments. Yes, most of the comments were positive and saying how we should stop abusing animals like this, but others were negative.

Some even said, "It's just 3 effing kittens, people. Wake up; it's 2009, f***tards."

AND I GO 'WHAT THE FUDGE?'

SO WHAT IF IT'S 2009?! DO THEY THINK THE ABUSES AND MASSACRES HAPPENING RIGHT NOW IS LESS IMPORTANT THAN THOSE IN THE PAST? DO THEY THINK THAT JUST BECAUSE THERE ARE MORE DEATH AND MISTREATMENT CURRENTLY OCCURRING IN THIS WORLD MAKES THE LIVES OF THESE 3 KITTENS AND OTHER BEINGS LESS SPECIAL?

WHO ARE THEY CALLING EFF-TARDS?

I'M SO MAD, I COULD JUST...

Anyway, things are crumbling down on Earth. My family counts as well.

I know I shouldn't post this up in public but it's not like people actually read this blog anyway, so here goes nothing:

My sister suddenly seems so dark to me. She had a fight yesterday with mom and dad about going to the Souq with some of her friends. Mom won't let her of course, because she said she knew what those friends of my sis are like.

But my sister, of course, is stubborn and refuses everything unless it follows her way. So the fight went on and on, and no matter how patient and correct mom's argument was, sis still insists on going to the Souq. Eventually, things get lower and mom began to cry and sis shut herself in her room until she was 20 minutes late for her extra bio lessons in Nisa's house.

Dad let her go, though. So I overheard mom and dad sort of fighting with each other and I began to get scared. But they stopped eventually, and Dad won and let sis go, and my mom cried a bit more. Mom only wanted to protect my sis, I knew that. She had always given her freedom to go everywhere with her friends, and it seems like even one little disagreement could cause my sis to be mad.

So after sis's bio lesson, we took her to the souq, and when she left, she almost forgot to say goodbye and made mom even more upset.

Sometimes I wish my sis would think a bit and be more considerate.

After that we went there again to pick her up and wait there until we have to go to the airport and pick Carisa and Cania's family up. In the Souq, we saw lots of people sheesha-ing; it's like smoking, but it's flavoured with fruits like grapes and strawberry.

At the end. after we ate in a Malaysian restaurant with Indonesian stuffs in it, we stopped by a place selling sheeshas just to see these things up close. Then my sis said, "I sheesha-ed today, you know. With Abid, Sandy and the rest."

I was a bit shocked. Then she continued, "What? It's not my first time, really. I also sheesha-ed once in Hanis's sleepover."

And she looked kinda happy about it. But I was angry.

Sheeshas are supposed to be worse than smoking. In nicotine, in the smoke, in everything.

And Mom specifically told her not to do anything bad. And sis sheesha-ed, which meant she smoked in the souq.

Basically, I saw this as abusing her freedom, which mom already gave to her in defeat.

I don't know what else to say.

Sorry if I spelt 'sheesha' wrong. I really don't bother searching up the right spelling.

I'm off.