I'm irritated with the old old man at home. (my father's father) not with him but his actions. He's so weird. I know i shouldn't expect myself to understand his actions (we've got a 70yr age gap) but i just can't fathom him. haiz.....old pple tend to be more dirty. They won't clear up when they've made a mess. i understand that, like, it's a drag having to bend down and pick up biscuit crumbs from the floor when u're so old. but haiz.....it's drag for people living with them. And old people can't really control their bowels anymore and need people's help. Dealing with old pple truly needs a lot of patience. They do weird things too..........haiz. poor man. will i feel so lonely and alientated in my old age? i don't talk to him, and neither do most of my family cos we don't speak hakka and he only speaks in hakka. haiz.

What is life like, having to lead the rest of ur life only being able to speak to a few pple, can't go out of the house cos ur family members are afraid you'll get lost/robbed/fall down if u go out alone? Walk very slowly, can't see/hear well, no friends, you are a burden to your fanily, etc. the list of hazards of being old goes on. No wonder pple fear old age. Don't you?

I pity my mum. Have to take care of my father's dad and her own parents. F*ck and i'm not lifting a finger to help her with housework. *feels guilty* *runs off to help now*