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2.leave a tag
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5.BE NICEall rude persons would be ignored.
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7.no ANNOYMOUS please.
Friday, December 15, 2006
I'm envious.SO envious of all my friends.
Do you know that all your pathetic statements are always contradicting one another? What with "I want you to learn how to be independent" or "You are always going out", when in actual fact, I'm NOT allowed to work, or the "conditions" to even apply for a stupid job are never-ending that in the end, i end up NOT working. Or how bout always cleaning and packing and painting the house that almost three-quarters of the time i HAVE to be kept at home? AND how in the freaking world am I supposed to be independent when I'm not allowed to do this, not allowed to do that, ONLY allowed to stay at home and scan work, paint or basically rot to my unhappy death. You just don't understand that I have grown up and I have a life, for God's sake.
And even when I'm at home, I can't even play the computer to kill time. When I call my friends over, i get scolded as well. Why? I also can't figure that out. So, I can't call my friends over and I can't go out? Shall I just be a nun forever, if it pleases you? Even primary school kids have a curfew, and what the hell do I have? The word curfew doesn't even exist in my entire dictionary because three-quarters of the time I am stuck at home, either painting, cleaning, scanning, eating, shitting or sleeping.
Very ironically, I had so much more freedom before the A's than now. I haven't even layed a foot near a church since after my A's and I can almost expect the answer if I ask. It's either "No" or "You're rushing into a religion." You compare me to my friends, but let me just tell you that their parents are so much more understanding and I am painfully envious of all of them.
And what was yesterday about? As usual, I'm to blame for throwing my tantrums but what does it take for all you dim-wits to understand that I WASN'T throwing a tantrum? It's just that, why did he need to be so calculative all a sudden? It's not as if he were broke, he'd been through NS for heaven sake. But never mind, next time, he pay for his and I pay for mine. As simple as that.
Everyone's having a hell of a time after the A's, I always wonder why I'm the only exception.
