When you see me around my family, I am a whole different person. I get angry so easily, rebel will be my middle name, and whatever word that define a very rude girl, is what define me; when I am around my family.
But yes, I am in a whole different mood when I am with my family that you might think I hate them. I do not, I do love them and you can try by poking them or try to say something bad about them. I remember when my sister was attacked, on Facebook and reading the comments, even if some of it might be true (Teehee!) I still hate it and I hate the fact that my sister is too stupid to even stand for herself. She did, but extra efforts please! So I barge in. Not my best decision, but I did.
Every time the twins come home from boarding school, my first question is "Ada orang buli kamu?" and I will asked my little sister to stand up for herself. Slap some face if she need to, but of course she doesn't need to. Her words are already as sharp as a knives. The funniest thing is, I am always in a heat arguments with my mom, but one time a friend said something about my mom, I cut the cord. Na'ah.
I am mean to my family because I got the access card, the VIP card, it doesn't mean that I hate them. But if you are mean to my family, I dont go laugh and join you. I will be against you, and join them. Crazy but true!