freaking hell poh yi yang.

1. its my first attempt to cook w/o supervision, w/o advice. i even cut th garlic myself. its okay if you said it isnt nice, but its so wrong to throw it aside and say: im not gonna eat it.

2. im nt saying tht i've no fault at th imperfect fried rice, but it isnt exactly my fault also. th toufu is so wet, by mashing it th water flows out, obviously. and how do you expect dried fried rice from there? so why are you putting all th blame on me now.

3. i feel satisfied with th taste. its anyway my first attempt officially. i cooked dinner for you, mind you, and you are throwing aside your only possible dinner tonight. and after throwing it aside you blame me for cooking you call 'lousy' stuff for you.

4. as i said in my previous post, my comp has virus. you, stupid pohyiyang yes you, hv been playing computer games since 1pm today. mommy gave you a time limit of 2hrs, until 3pm. i called mommy cus i cnt stand yr idk how to describe crazy addiction to th computer. and you said i called mommy cus you refused to eat th fried rice i cooked?!

5. you called me idiot behind my bck. i heard it. you took my sch bag and threw it at me. i felt it. i told you to apologize and you refuse to.

stupid. i dont need your reassurance of my COOKINGSKILLS man.
i'll get a veryveryvery good grade in home econs and SHUT your ass mouth UP.

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