Peripeteia.

I will get a scholarship and go overseas.

(Yes sister, jump for joy cause I too am liberated from such a pain in my ass)

I have a good mind to divide our room using masking tape.
So much for not knowing I have a tumblr and not reading my blog. I know we're all not going to live until adulthood, thank God I only have to tolerate you for a few more years by imagining that you're invisible.

And since mum and you both agree that I'm spoilt, too bad isn't it.
Aren't you jealous that I was pampered more than you are?

Even if I was spoilt, I didn't turn out like you.

Rebellious shit.

Don't worry, I'll move out.