When Anger Gets Over You

School has been alright so far, besides the fact that my dearest Aqilah & Natladda are getting obsessed with Rihno & Simspons. & no, they're not the animal or that big nose cartoon. I told them Simspons guy looked more like Dora's boyfriend (or cousin), and they started "No-ing' me. Aw, fine ): If you people found out who are this people, don't ever admit they're cute, or my ears would never get a break they deserved. They were completely high to the sky about this!

So anyway, school is always fun. Filled with laughter & all.

The only thing that ruins my day was coming home and having to face my Mum's attitude. It's wierd how parents can show their children attitude, while it is absolutely wrong of us to treat them back the same way. Wow, isn't it? From checking my bag, to my phone, to questioning me on EVERYTHING I do, what more do they want? It's not like I'm some rebellious kid that goes against them alright! I obey every single thing they say, I put up with their misinterpretions and misunderstandings. I strive to get the best results just to see that smile on that face, that vanishes into air as fast as a blink of the eye. I don't know what else you want? I would very much hope that you would understand me and give me the space I need. You don't have so many eyes, what makes you think I'm slacking and not accomplishing everything? What evidence do you have that I don't go for tuition straight from school? I'm your daughter, you should be the one that understands me the best above everybody else. That's the reason why I love school, love softball, love staying back even if that means extra lessons or anything like such. I used to love coming home, talking to you guys about how's school & all, but now, I feel uncomfortbale pouring all my woes out to you. Cause I know, that whatever I say, you won't see it from my point of view, and would start blabbering on without getting the whole picture. I'm not saying you're a lousy Mother/Father, I know that I have no right to complain. But I'm growing up, I'm not a 5 year old kid, waiting for her mama to check on her everyday, to call her everytime, just to confirm that I'm where I'm supposed to be. You don't trust me, ohno, you don't. Sometimes, I just wish I could be rebellious, returning home at night, hanging out with friends the whole day, picking up bad habits along the way. But, I don't want to, I don't want a bleak future. I want a bright future, and I need your support by believing in me. That I, your daughter, can make it and do you proud. You're putting so much stress on me, I can't cope with it. Now you guys see the reason why I look forward to school so much, and exactly why weekends always seem like a dark tunnel to me. Mummy/Daddy, this is what I've been wanting to say to you all these while. I'm sorry, but I still love you guys all the same.

Thanks Monster & Zameer for cheering me up, thanks for letting me have you as a punching bag. Thank you so much.