(Read about this, at your own choice. Not a pleasant one.)
A very simple story, that lives in my world. Everyday passes the same way; this is how each day goes.

6a.m. Dad goes to work, Mum wakes bro and takes him to LJS, along with her to work, he sits as the side of the restaurant and sticks whole day with mum. (times may differ but they take effect before 8a.m.)

I wake up late, check on a little of the new books, goes online on my research on Greek Mythology. Sister goes out for her stuffs. I blog sometimes, I scourge for photos that hold memories, I try to clean my room a little.

Main point. I talk to no one. Sister talks to no one. Dad talks to no one. Only Mum and bro talks to each other.

Afternoon, the boys would probably start their spree of Defence of the Ancients matches. I get back on msn less, I stop my research, I stare at the bloody computer for a few hours.

5.30p.m. Mum calls, " Am I supposed to buy you dinner?"
Replies are A(Yes) and B(No)
to A, mum replies, " But I'll be back quite late, take some stuffs on your own first. Theres biscuits and instant porridge in the cabinets." " Okay" Phone hangs on me.
to B, mum replies, " Okay but if you re hungry theres biscuits and instant porridge in the cabinets." "Okay" Phone hangs up.

Back to msn and research, at eight or nine, the guys would want to Dota again. I play with them, mum reaches home at around nine thirty five to ten.

Slams the main door, screams at me, abusive language, slams her bedroom door, take a bath, come back out to scream at me, then slams my room door. Comes out and screams at me again, hurling abuse too.

Sis s at her computer, Im at mine, Dad comes home in between ten and eleven. He bathes, and watches teevee for the rest of the day.

Dad goes off to sleep at the couch but officially retires at around one plus. I retire at three to four, my sis two to three , my mum and bro at one. Dad wakes up at four, somehow. And sometimes he checks our rooms for the lights, Mum wakes at five thirty or so, and start housework.

Then the same routine goes on daily, without fail.

I got scolded by Mum just not, she said " YOU BETTER TAKE THAT FREAKING WALLPAPER ( family portrait ) OFF YOUR COMPUTER SCREEN BEFORE I MAKE SURE YOU DONT HAVE A COMPUTER TO USE )
And this is definitely not something good.

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Mum, stop about Dad. Dad, wake up. Wei Jun, grow up you letdown and wake up too. Sister, stop being so selfish and I vent forgotten you demanding 10k to go austrailia with your friends. Brother, please be polite to Dad.

We haven't had a single family outing since I got into secondary school life, and I'm not going to fuck, count those New Year visiting of relatives as an outing. Cause I bet, just like me, you all know for the past few years, those were dead souless corpses walking around, or sleeping babies sleepwalking. You know you dont feel anything. Give each others a chance and you find different things. Stop isolating brother from all of us. Stop teaching him that Dad is a useless guy and not to look up to him.

And you told me to get that wallpaper gone, Im telling you Im not going to do that, in a decade. And your my mum, you should know it. If I could slam a teacher and scream in his face thats hes not going dish a weeny bit about my parents and put my fist in front of his face, and go berserk over such comments, Im not going to take that wallpaper off. And if things are still not turning and going in anyway the right direction, I promise, I will print out at least ten copies, paste them on every bloody door we have in this wrecked house, and make sure everyone sees the portrait wherever they go.

Stop turning me into the mentally violent and untamed animal that I was.