Mother of all arguments

my parents are having the mother of all arguements over a stupid mother's day dispute over whose mother to bring out... i say bring them all if it makes u happy.

from the driveway to the kitchen, from the masterbedroom to my room, an iron curtain has descended upon 94 binchang rise. how i envy my sister whose husband is going to return from shanghai soon and then she can go home and not see anymore of this.

and for once i'm glad i'm going for reservist. at least that way i'll be out of the cross fire.

the worst wars are cold wars. if i ever have a war, i'll make sure it's hot, fiery and utterly consuming.

i hope i work the whole week next week. shit, i would be if i didnt try to be smart and change my shifts to the night shift... dammit. 2 more days or 18 hrs to be exact and i would have worked 160 hrs. qualify for bonus 4 TIMES.