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Memoir of the Loser - Day 165
Memoir of the Loser - Day 165
Yoo, another good day passed. Quite a lot happened. So, in morning, my uncle had to go somewhere with someone else. Because i didn't want to. Now, he doesn't know how to even ride a bicycle. So, i had to drop his bike at his shop because he and his friend were going to go on that bike. Lol, his friend didn't use his bike to save petrol. So much for a friend.
But he, his wife had asked me to sit on his shop. I hate it. So, when i went to his shop, I stood his bike there and left. Before i left, he asked me if i was not going to sit there. I said i wasn't. Then who else is going to, he said. That annoyed me so much that i left. He said it as if I am his servant.His tone was also so...
It doesn't end there. At his shop, when his friend to start the bike, it didn't. Lol. Then, they had to ask someone else for the bike. But before leaving, he kept calling his wife to force me to go to his shop. My mom said that he was very angry. But i couldn't care less. Then she said that he had been feeding us since dad died, so I should do every thing they want.
I finally realized that money is the most important thing in this world. Every one cares about you as long as they want something from you. They say mom's love is unconditional but i haven't heard a bigger lie than that. If she wasn't my mother, i would have hated her. She tells me that the reason she raised me was just so I could take care of her. Lol, I can't help but laugh at myself. Now, i have decided. I don't need to worry about any one else. I just have to care about me and what i want to do. See ya:)
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