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That’s what’s been goin’ through my mind when I was being disciplined by mom. I guess dad couldn’t take the pressure ergo he decided to not ‘join forces’ with mom to reprimand me and just stayed in the room.
Well, yeah, he got ireful on the phone that he let the cat outta the bag about the time I barfed. I reached home and mom’s eyes seemed like she just finished sobbing. I reckon she cried upon learning the situation I got into, while she was away.
Another disappointment?
Ouh freakin’ DUH to that.
BUT I surprisingly am not fucked up with myself!
I was in fact, snickering!!!
Ouh cheeky me. Or it’s probably the evil me that dominated my whole system throughout the session with mom…
I AM mean…for goin’ against my folks and even hating them many a times when situations like these happen.
I’m guessing they thought I’d still be their ‘baby-girl-that’s-very-obedient-and-will-always-be’ …
Well, snap back to reality already. No-freakin’-body’s freakin’ perfect. You can’t forever think I’d never do such things…that I won’t give problems like Kuya did…and does...and will do.
I’m old enough for the whole universe’s sake! You gotta chill mann…chill…
If only there really is a chill pill… sheeesh!
Mom mentioned about the things that MAY happen to me if and when I’m not by their side, etc…
And really, the only response my mind could give was that snickering. Because the things she mentioned, had already happened to me ;p
Okaye, well, not to be braggy…but yeah, y’know.
So then she raked up the freakin’ comparison with cousins AGAIN. PLUS my aunt sayin’ that mom doesn’t know me well… =_=”
And I just nodded. I mean, there’s nothin’ else I could do but nod y’know…it’s something I heard for over gazillion times that it’s become a cliché. And it’s true anyway, you guys don’t know me well.
And yeah, she said I changed. [my reaction: Hahahah. I’ve just been too discreet in my younger days, it’s why y'all didn’t notice. I only got more blasé when I left HS. So that’s why you’re not used to catching me red-handed.]
And also…she mentioned about…’just one mistake, and everything falls apart; the trust is gone’
Aaand, once again, yep! I nodded! I just wasn’t in the mood to defend myself, to argue over things that I already know I’m right about; well - partly right about.
I mean, look at how shallow we people can be. With just one freakin’ mistake, all the good things that you’ve done and sacrificed your happiness for, all corroded by that single offense. Sheesh.
I guess she won’t even consider my choice of not bickering with her as a sign of respect. I didn’t answer back because my respect and love is there. But I guess it’s something they won’t acknowledge ‘cuz they EXPECT me to not do that, anyway.
Ouh well. *rolls eyes*
Tell me how fun it is to have parents like these? I mean, I’m not questioning or deriding their parenting…but I think in general, many parents are like mine. They think they’re doin’ the right thing…when they’re actually only pushing their kids to go beyond the limits they give…Be neutral mann. You gotta slacken off. What? Even at 40 you’d still be like this towards me? Hahahaha. and here then I thought, when I was younger, I was anxious to get older ‘cuz I know you’d loosen up. But fuck damn, the older I get, the tighter the belt. You may as well just lock me up in my room 24/7 then you won’t get worried no more ;)
Lol. Parents…Even my brother agrees with me.
The things is…I’ve been tellin’ them about today since last week til yesterday and they KEPT nodding and when the day came, they say they didn’t understand what I was conveying. So what language was I speakin’?! Dad said ‘reminding’ and ‘seeking permission’ are two different things. So then fine. Don’t nod ya head when you don’t get what I’m sayin! Sheesh! Cut me some slack, guys. It’s so hard livin’ under your roof and havin’ to follow your for-kids-only rules! I’m sick to death pretending to be a good daughter in front of y’all. Yeah, call me a cunning ‘itch. I just cannot be fucking bothered anymore. I’m not gonna please ANYONE just to hear praises. Stop ‘campaigning’ my name ‘cuz you’ll just embarrass yourself – again.
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hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
hahahahahahahahahahahaha
That’s what’s been goin’ through my mind when I was being disciplined by mom. I guess dad couldn’t take the pressure ergo he decided to not ‘join forces’ with mom to reprimand me and just stayed in the room.
Well, yeah, he got ireful on the phone that he let the cat outta the bag about the time I barfed. I reached home and mom’s eyes seemed like she just finished sobbing. I reckon she cried upon learning the situation I got into, while she was away.
Another disappointment?
Ouh freakin’ DUH to that.
BUT I surprisingly am not fucked up with myself!
I was in fact, snickering!!!
Ouh cheeky me. Or it’s probably the evil me that dominated my whole system throughout the session with mom…
I AM mean…for goin’ against my folks and even hating them many a times when situations like these happen.
I’m guessing they thought I’d still be their ‘baby-girl-that’s-very-obedient-and-will-always-be’ …
Well, snap back to reality already. No-freakin’-body’s freakin’ perfect. You can’t forever think I’d never do such things…that I won’t give problems like Kuya did…and does...and will do.
I’m old enough for the whole universe’s sake! You gotta chill mann…chill…
If only there really is a chill pill… sheeesh!
Mom mentioned about the things that MAY happen to me if and when I’m not by their side, etc…
And really, the only response my mind could give was that snickering. Because the things she mentioned, had already happened to me ;p
Okaye, well, not to be braggy…but yeah, y’know.
So then she raked up the freakin’ comparison with cousins AGAIN. PLUS my aunt sayin’ that mom doesn’t know me well… =_=”
And I just nodded. I mean, there’s nothin’ else I could do but nod y’know…it’s something I heard for over gazillion times that it’s become a cliché. And it’s true anyway, you guys don’t know me well.
And yeah, she said I changed. [my reaction: Hahahah. I’ve just been too discreet in my younger days, it’s why y'all didn’t notice. I only got more blasé when I left HS. So that’s why you’re not used to catching me red-handed.]
And also…she mentioned about…’just one mistake, and everything falls apart; the trust is gone’
Aaand, once again, yep! I nodded! I just wasn’t in the mood to defend myself, to argue over things that I already know I’m right about; well - partly right about.
I mean, look at how shallow we people can be. With just one freakin’ mistake, all the good things that you’ve done and sacrificed your happiness for, all corroded by that single offense. Sheesh.
I guess she won’t even consider my choice of not bickering with her as a sign of respect. I didn’t answer back because my respect and love is there. But I guess it’s something they won’t acknowledge ‘cuz they EXPECT me to not do that, anyway.
Ouh well. *rolls eyes*
Tell me how fun it is to have parents like these? I mean, I’m not questioning or deriding their parenting…but I think in general, many parents are like mine. They think they’re doin’ the right thing…when they’re actually only pushing their kids to go beyond the limits they give…Be neutral mann. You gotta slacken off. What? Even at 40 you’d still be like this towards me? Hahahaha. and here then I thought, when I was younger, I was anxious to get older ‘cuz I know you’d loosen up. But fuck damn, the older I get, the tighter the belt. You may as well just lock me up in my room 24/7 then you won’t get worried no more ;)
Lol. Parents…Even my brother agrees with me.
The things is…I’ve been tellin’ them about today since last week til yesterday and they KEPT nodding and when the day came, they say they didn’t understand what I was conveying. So what language was I speakin’?! Dad said ‘reminding’ and ‘seeking permission’ are two different things. So then fine. Don’t nod ya head when you don’t get what I’m sayin! Sheesh! Cut me some slack, guys. It’s so hard livin’ under your roof and havin’ to follow your for-kids-only rules! I’m sick to death pretending to be a good daughter in front of y’all. Yeah, call me a cunning ‘itch. I just cannot be fucking bothered anymore. I’m not gonna please ANYONE just to hear praises. Stop ‘campaigning’ my name ‘cuz you’ll just embarrass yourself – again.
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