so what
just had to think of the same miserable thing i have been annoyed over for the last.. 7 years?
the year i became 13.. and started to crave the outside world. to walk around in it with friends. but you said no so many times back then and we would fight over it. in the end i’d still listen to you and stay home, feeling miserable that my friends were having fun without me.
then in secondary 4, i thought i’d be able to do whatever i liked after i graduated. no. things were still the same when i turned 17. i still listened to you when you said no, even though i was miserable.
i remember i was in japan for a school trip. that was in year one of poly. and you called me at 10pm. i was at a park that was right next to my hotel with my friends, taking tons of photos and enjoying the chilly night. you realised where i was and scolded me for being out so late at night. that totally killed my mood, because we argued over the phone. there were still old people playing chess there, people sitting around and even a small group of teens singing acapella. i really dont see what the problem was. plus it was 10pm for gods sake. and i was in tokyo! not some suburb in india!
when i had a boyfriend when i was 18, that was where u gave me hell. i still remember the time u freaked out when it was only 9pm and i wasnt home. that was truly WTF BITCH. you hated my boyfriend then, because i’d always go out with him. but of course after awhile u calmed down. just a bit. i think that was a good training period for you.
yes, training. because i think it’s my fault i didnt rebel and train you up when i was 13-16 years old. maybe you’d be used to it by now, and i wouldnt feel so ridiculous and frustrated.
because in 3 months, i’d be 20 years old. a third of my life gone… and yet… you still dont even allow me to stay over at my best friend’s place, even thought i have known her since i was 11 and she stays only a 5 minute walk away from my house. why?
i’ll admit that when i was 17 or 18, i thought things would be different by the time i was 20. twenty, for God’s sake. TWO ZERO man. but nope. i wonder when i can decide if i wanna stayover, or stay out as late as i want, or just go out of the house for late night supper. heck, on cny this year, i wanted to go over to said best friend’s house (5minutewalk5minutewalk)at around 10pm and you said its late and dangerous. da fuq?
i could go on but i’ll save it for next time. plus certain things about you are a little private for me to post on my blog
for now i must train you to accept that it’s time to let go. maybe God made teens go through a rebellious stage for a reason. and the reason is to train parents to lighten up and allow us to make our own decisions. boy do i regret being so obedient. i cant even go overseas with friends.
help me somebodyyyyy
