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Cheng Yunyuan, Bernadette;
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Sunday, June 10, 2007

arghh.
its about my mother again!
does parent all have the same shit.
i mean, its just some parenting problem.

people always say that ' what your mom does for you is for your own good '
andd things like ' she understands you ' or ' its just her way of showing love and concern '
i think its all BULLSHIT.
shes like menopausing!
ARGGHHH.
i know i'm getting more and more rebellious.
but that is only because she has driven me to the corner of nowhere.
she has to interupt and poke her nose into every shit that can happen to me.
including the things i say, the clothes i wear, my tuition schedule andd so on.
like hello, i've got my own life too you know.
when i mentioned to her about the xtreme adventure thing, she starts saying about my studies.
has she ever seen the side of me BESIDES EDUCATION.
NOOO.
well, *you never understood a shit i'm going through or how i feel!
you don't know a thing.
but you claim to know EVERYTHING just only because you're my mother.
i never liked to talk back.
BUT,
you made me.
you always favour my brothers more as it seems.
i always comfort myself andd think that you're showing equal love.
but no,
you have to poke your nose through every bit of events in my life andd find every fault in me.
well, you can say whatever you want.
you can think i'ms tupid.
you could just voice it out.
i never have the freedom to do anything anyway.
i cannot go out andd all i have is tuition everyday.
have you ever thought how tiring to travel an hour of journey everyday for tuition.
andd then back again.
i bet you didn't huh.
have you ever asked how was my day in school?
have you ever tried understanding or even try listening to my explanations?
NOOO.
what bullshit that comes out from my teacher you let it sink in into you.
but whatever came out from me was not even a ear in and out.
it was like a gust of wind.
just that.
over and done with.
i never felt that you showed me enough love and encouragement during my mid years.
YOU COMPARED ME.
i know i'm NEVER cleverer than the eldest son of yours.
andd i'm ALWAYS referred to as STUPID by you.
have you ever thought it came from your genes too.
i got the bad ones from you.
whatever things i do is never up to your expectations.
do you always think just because you're my mom, you're the head of controlling my life.
i have feeligs too, if you realised.
you always say i'm stupid andd dumb.
andd since you think i'm that then why do you still expect so much from me.
send me to a special school then.

i'm never significant to you.


12:23 AM