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The Inheritance Threat left this morning and so now im largely free to romp around the house left to my own devices. it will be boring without her at times. i felt like a lump when i saw her and my mum sobbing and was wondering why the hell i could not venture a few tears instead of rocking on the spot cracking poor jokes (“its a good thing shes leaving. she smells.”). hell i could never cry whenever i used to leave for months at a time. the one time i got closest to it was in third year and i was there at Changi buying duty free Baileys and cigarattes with tears streaming down my face. but it looked more like i was a crack addict desperate for a fix.

my daddy thinks little of me.

scene 1: Tony Romas. having ribs. father is impressed with said ribs.

Pops (to mum): you and i should come here when Madhu leaves.
Mum: and what about manisha?
Pops: huh?
Mum: Manisha is not leaving…you know that, right?
Pops: vaguely oh…yeah

scene 2: car on the way to airport. discussion as to whereabouts of sisters debit card.

mum: where is your card?
madhu: i left it with manisha.
mum: can you trust her? *haha*
pops: serious voice dont worry there isnt anything  left for her in the account anyway.

scene 3: Coffee place having hot chocolate.

pops: ahhhh no im so sad my sweethearts are leaving.
manisha: sweetheartSSSS?!! ARE???!! IM not leaving!
pops: oh? oh yea.

updates:

my life, as i know it, has reached new new lows.