WHERE'S MY FOOD DAMN IT!!!!???

Hi everyone,

There was a vote at school considering the strike on tuesday and those on favor for the strike won. So here I am at home. As you know, I have visitors at home. Let me tell you this...This will be an interesting blog if you like to feed on my anger lol. I am not super angry but I am at some moment only.

So it's a couple coming over and the lady is my mom's cousin. As for that lady's companion, it is supposed to be her boyfriend/husband but he's danish. My aunt went to pick them up at the airport and everything was fine when they arrived to our house. I had the bachelorette party *see the previous post* the next day so I didn't get the chance toknow them more. However, my momand grandma took them to the grocery store. So the next day, I noticed that my mom was a little cranky and she told me about the shopping yesterday at the grocery. My grandmother told them if there's something they want to eat, she could buy it for them. It was really nice her but 'they' really abused her kindness. They just filled the carriage with plenty of food...especially meat. So the bill came out to be 150$ and grandma paid everything. 150$ is alot. When my grandma tells me I can buy what I want, I buy a can of bbq peanuts of 2.50$ at most. If I would go over someone's place, I would at least pay a part of the bill. I'd feel awfull to just be freeloading the host like that. I mean letting them staying over for a month is already alot.

Now when it comes to the meal time, I feel that man is not human but an ogre. He ate a slice of steak and a huge piece of chicken with plenty of rice. After he finished, he was staring in my direction I swear Douglass! Actually, he was staring at what's in my mouth which is the last piece of chicken. It was the only thing I ate with rice. I thought he would leap out of his seat and snatch the chicken out of my mouth. So he asked my uncle, who lives with me, his steak and ate it. Unbelievable huh! Two steaks and a chicken for lunch. I felt somehow nervous.

My aunt bought us a huge bag of round breads and we bought sliced bread for the ogre. So one morning, I was preapring my breakfast and heated up the little round bread. When I was done cooking and was about to eat, the ogre came downstairs and stared at my bread lol. Then he asked me where I got it. I told myself: 'Oh no! Don't tell he is going to eat all the bread by himself.' I politely told him to wait for a moment and I asked my grandma in Cambodian: 'What do i do? He wants to eat the bread. :/' My grandma replied: 'Sigh! Tell him where it is.' So I showed him where we put it in the freezer in the garage. He took one bread to eat it. Today, the full bag of 30 breads is down to 5 breads lol. My mom told me she saw him eating two of those every 4 hours.

Later that day, my mom took them to the groceries again and they asked my mom to buy them some items: 4 cartons of 1L of chocolate milk, 5 cartons of 1L of juice, and obviously more meat. As of today, only 1L of juice is left. We also bought two pints of strawberries and 5L of milk. He finished everything in 2 days. I am scared. They are going to go shopping at the groceries again today...>.> At least, they bought their own milk and juices so it's a little of a relief.

Yes I am on school strike but I try to start some school project in order to get ahead or sometimes I just like to do my own things alone. I just believe that someitmes each person needs their own personal time to be alone. So I always stay in the basement. That's where my computer is and that's also where I sleep. So that ogre always comes every hour to talk to me. I didn't mind the first time. I politely converse with him and then he left. But then he comes back again. -_- When I see someone studying I leave that person alone but it's not his case. He just comes in my room as it pleases him! @_@ This is too much. *Speaking of the devil he is coming again* Ok he just left...So the other day, I was sleeping and suddenly I heard some footsteps coming downstairs. At first, I thought it was my mom. My face was facing the wall so i couldn't see who came. Then I hear someone singing 'didum....didididum'. That was the ogre's voice! What do I do? Then i heard some clicking sound and a flash appearing. He was taking pictures!!! OMD!  He walks away and takes more pictures. I couldn't take it anymore so I woke up and told him nicely if he needed something. He then said that he didn't know I was sleeping and went back upstairs. @_@ That was really awkward. I wish I could add a lock to the door but we don't have :( So evrytime and then he comes to talk to me about random things. I just want my own space but he invades everywhere.

He came to talk to me yesterday, as usual, and I really wanted to get at the bottom of this so I asked him why does he eats so much meats and no vegetables. Yes it does ticks me off that ogre's eat soo much meat but isn't it unhealhy? Here in Canada, anything you eat has to be balanced and eating too much meat would give high cholesterol. His answer clarified everything. He says that he's ancestors were viking so they follow their traditions. Now everything comes into place. Vikings just eat meat and little vegetables. Besides that, vegetables are very expensive in Denmark. An apple could cost 1$ at some point. So I guess it must be heaven for him here in Canada. Even the meat is cheaper here. When he left the basement, I explained my mom and we all got less angry. It's hard to blame when someone has made a personal eating habit. It's like one could be vegetarian and the other could be an ogre. Anyway, we bought more meat at the supermarket and they did suggest o help pay for the first time but my grandma says it's ok.

They're not bad people but he's eating habit is extreme. The wife eats like us so it's not a problem. I just wish I could be on my own sometimes and not be bothered everytime and then. My mom suggested them to drive them to the mall cand call us to bring them back but they didn't want to. So I am stuck with them everyday. I think the wife is more of a home person. She can speak cambodian so she can communicate with everybody. As for the ogre, he can only speak english with me and my uncle. But then my uncle works all day so I am the only one to whom he can talk with. For this reason, I do understand that he might be bored...I mean he stays all day long in the house doing nothing. I would get bored to. But it sucks that they can't be more independant and go shopping on their own. Damn my life sucks right now!!!! I really have nothing against them but I really need my own space. Eat all the food you want but don't eat my privacy.

About 10 minutes ago, the ogre came to talk to me and told me: 'We might come back again to Canada.' It gave me cold sweats. Anyway, here's a funny picture i took when the ogre was away. The table was set for the ogre only...he is awaiting for his meal.