Childish. seriously. I finally told my mum that I am in the danger of getting 3rd class honours.. NOT EVERYONE is meant to do big things. NOT EVERYONE is supposed to earn lots of money. her one bloody route thinking is seriously narrow and argh, so totally getting on my nerves. Yeah i noe i shld have studies harder during my 1st yr. Yeah i noe i shld have kept away from those shows. I AM doing better now. I AM striving for something better than a fucking 3.37. WHy does she keep looking back. JUST because i asked to go clubbing like.. TWO times in my whole entire 20 yr old existence, she blames it all on me, a loser who just wanna have fun out there! like wth. I just wanted to share something with her. I just wanted to tell her that i'm gonna study hard. SHE just ignores me and forms a mindset that I DO not want to get honours. we freaking reached town already and she throws a tantrum and say she's going home. THreatened me not to follow her if not she'll scold n humiliate me in public.
I hate these moments. emo blackmail once again. oh thats my favourite game! This time round seems like more is at stake! OH Wow. she'll jump off frm the tallest building if i dun get honours. well she DID say HONOURS. not what type. Yeah i prob sound piffy and childish too. guess who i got it from?
The house had puddles of water all around, and my things swept off the table, pillows bolsters all mangled up and strewn around the bedroom. freaking total shitness. 3 yr old behaviour? fucking sucks big time.
"to be more like me and be less like you.."
Saturday, January 19, 2008
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