Enter the Darkness / Day Six

This is the worst day of my trip. It was the Grape Plucking Trip I've been dreading. CA basically had the oppotunity to give me crap throughout the entire trip in the damned bus that was warm and uncomfortable. The travelling time alone was 8 hours, partially due to some traffic jam. I bet it's because she paid for the cheapest tour. The miser behaviour didn't stop there, breakfast was...rice balls. Three each with pathetic amounts of filling. Even military food distribution method would be much more humane.

The tour bus was filled with old people that probably have nothing better to do or to spend their savings on as I expected. You don't see young people going for cultural shit like this, because THEY ARE NOT INTERESTED IN IT! They are out there looking at shit they can never afford in shopping complexes. I'll enjoy the latter a lot more. At least it gives me some motivation to work hard towards getting a better paying job to purchase overpriced goods.

CA's shoe broke on the way out. I laughed inside. Ha, finally karma strikes at the right one. She tries to be smart and use a rubber band to tie it up, but it keeps snapping. Oh, the sweet taste of vengence. She actually wanted to use my hair band (Those shit you use for tying your hair) and use it for her damned shoe. What the fuck, she was the one who constantly nags at me to tie my hair up. Fucking egoistical whore, everything is to your benefit.

Basically I slept every time the bus was moving. More shit came in my sleep, telling me to watch the scenery. What scenery? If I wanted to look at that, I wouldn't want to look at it from a moving vehicle. The Japs were nice enough to include pit stops for people to get off and get some refreshments, as well as to use the restroom. For me, it was forced browsing at tourist-aimed items knowing that I can't buy anything since everything is "Too expensive" and I can get it at a flea market (What can I NOT get there?). No freebies can slip pass as well, I had to entertain that swine by doing every single shit she does, like drinking free green tea. Typical Singaporean behaviour.

First stop was some flower field. It would have been nice to stroll around and enjoy the greenery, if not for the massive amounts of people and with CA forcing princess and I to take pictures everywhere, dispite the fact that it looks the same from any spot. Photo quality doesn't matter to her too, it doesn't really matter if my face is blocked off by the tree or anything. "As long as you take a photo, it's ok". Fuck you, idiot. I'm sure taking a blurred photo of a famous person and sending it to a magazine would be acceptable by that rule as well. If they don't publish it, that means they don't reconise your genius.

Her lack of class is another point that annoys me to no end. I'm no aristocrat, but at least I have a knowledge of unacceptable behaviour in certain situations. I don't make the entire tour group wait because I went to some area I'm not supposed to. Using a tourist map to cover her head is smart too! Except that it makes me look like a country idiot. She's superfical as to convince my mother to get surgery for double eyelids for NO FUCKING REASON, she's a miser as to "teach" me to calculate EVERY SINGLE FUCKING CENT with ALL MY FRIENDS because WE ARE NOT RELATED BY BLOOD. Fucking cunt, you are my relative and you do the same to me. Double standards. Oh, everything is wrong with my mother too. Right now, she's blaming my mother because I'm not in a top university right now at the age of 18. EIGHTEEN FOR FUCK'S SAKE. Oh, yes. Every sin I commit is my mother's fault, everything I do well is my own talent. I don't even view this thing as a human now. Calling this thing a beast would be an insult to animals. I openly make fun of people I know without any malice or ill intentions. CA openly insults her own sister, as if she's a saint and everything she says is correct. I swear, after I get out of this hellhole I will NOT speak of this fucking object ever again. I hope CA gets pushed into a train. Fucking scum, even a piece of shit is worth more than you will ever be. Spitting on you would be an insult to my spit.

Oh, grape plucking was fine and dandy too. I didn't take her shit of binging grapes because it was free. Of course, that was an invitation of open fire. Insults flew at my direction again. Nothing I do pleases her standards. Then again, Jesus probably can't as well. No one can.

I only ate dinner at 11.30. Yes, dinner. The last meal was at 3 PM. It was some traditional meal provided by the tour agency. Pretty bland, but the feel was there. I could have reached this place earlier, but CA HAD to be the better one and get off one stop later, resulting in a longer walk. Smart move. I thought adults would be nicer to teenagers, knowing they haven't eaten, they would bring them into a restaurant of sorts, or at least ask of their preferance. No, CA took over and bought leftover food from some supermarket. 30% was too little, we just HAD to wait for the 50% mark. People are greedy because they crowd around when the sale starts, but she's not because she only buys when she needs it. Then why did half the purchases go into the fridge? OH, because that means tomorrow's breakfast would be free! Fuck yeah, sleeping right after eating is great!

If there's one thing I've learnt in Japan, that is not to be an annoying fucker. CA constantly gives life lessons on how not to be a detestable ass, but she's one herself. Irony. The next time I'm being one, tell it to me in my face and I will stop. If I don't, feel free to hit me in my face with your fist or the nearest heavy object. I won't press charges. In fact, I will thank you for making me a better person and buy you a meal.

*Fuck, I wanted to do a section on the females I observed on the tour but I'm too fucking agitated to write properly now. I'll do it tomorrow.