My mom has found my blog

In all the hub-bub and excitement of me creating and selling my earrings, Mom had to do a little searching for my so called 'catalogue' online. And in the midst of it all she finds out that it was not such a dedicated website, but more of personal.

On my way to take something out from her toilet I see her just casually scrolling down some very familiar pictures and an even more telling sidebar.

"Mom, why are you reading my blog?"

"Reading lah cannot ah?"

What can I say.... CANNOT DON'T READ MY BLOG, IT'S PERSONAL! WHY DON'T YOU RESPECT MY PRIVACY! AGH I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU AHHHHH! *SUICIDE*

if course not... So i just continued to mind my own business and slap some hair moisturiser in her toilet.

And then I hear her clicking, and Typing three significant keys on the keyboard. Gazing over her shoulder, I see her COPYING AND PASTING SOME OF MY ENTRIES AND PUTTING THEM INTO WORD DOCUMENTS!!!

at that point...I was already wanting to go... leave a virus on her comp.

instead...

"Mom what are you copying and pasting?"

"I want to send this to your auntie, and the post about your nanny" *Slaps the thing into Yahoo! Mail*


I HAD TO GET OUT OF THE ROOM.

AND SEE MY SISTER....

"How did she get onto my blog?"

"You know she was looking for it, I just told her to lay off abit"

"She's not laying of that's for sure and she's plagarising!"


And then she NEVER LETS ME FORGET AND HAS TO RUB SO MANY THINGS IN.

Like about my ex.

and she even asks me if she can have the last word on it.




And today at Winter Solstice dinner, the aint and cousins were asking about my earring business.

Mom goes and say "Go see at her blog"; digs out an old unwanted receipt from her bag and scribbles the URL.

"Wah why the address so long one ah?" complains the cousin.

Just drown me in tonight's serving of Tang Yuen, I just lost my right to be opiniated.