Train ride.
I've never been good at expressing how I really felt with my parents so I never really felt the need to tell them how I feel. Besides, it's a norm in our house. We're not like other families, especially the western families. My family is more traditional and being a girl, there are many things that my father doesn't really like me to do even though it's the 21st century.
So I guess they were pretty shock when I told them straight in the face regarding my feelings.
Money. It's always this issue and today, I finally told them what was on my mind the whole time. I don't see why I can't spend. It's my hard earned money and the worst part is, they keep on assuming that I spend away all my money.
Then they still could give me a pathetic excuse saying that I should save money for my trip to Korea.
Well, you. Don't bull with me. The both of you were NEVER keen on my idea of travelling to Korea next year. You guys had objections so why are you giving me such a pathetic reason? I know you mean well but you should know me better than that.
Oh wait, I forgot. You guys never bothered to know what goes on in my life.
You guys NEVER bothered to ask me about how I felt.
You guys NEVER knew me. The real me.
I never got any support you guys ever since he was born. Yeah sure you did give me my pocket money and let me do stuff like dancing etc but you guys were never keen on whatever I was pursuing, especially dance.
Why can't you just support me? I love to dance.
You can support him in dancing and b-boying but you can spare a moment to actually give me words or encouragement or support me liking dance? That's favoritism and that's something that the both of you constantly deny doing.
You always assume that I'm this rebellious girl. Seriously? Me? Rebellious?
Wow. I can't help but to wonder how would you react if you really had a freaking daughter who's rebellious like .
In what way am I rebellious? I got into a decent polythecnic in a decent course. . I got a ing 10 for O levels and you still never told me that you were proud of me. You never patted my head or hugged me saying that I'd made you proud. You never did.
And today, he got a book prize award and you boast it around like he had gotten first in the whole school.
You never supported me in any of my competitions but you could actually take a day off from work to see him compete in his school talent show.
You guys were never there.
Why am I even crying over this matter again? I'm so tired of crying over the same over and over again.
I'm suppose to be crying over boys and how I have yet to get my first kiss but no. I feel like an alien. Maybe I am one. I should blast E.T out loud.No. Not the Katy Perry one. The Toy-Box one. The song is quite old.
I'm just... Urgh. I'm sorry. I'm just sorry if you had to read this but I couldn't vent it out anywhere else. This is the only haven where I can be me because no one that I know personally knows that I'm here. Mianhe.
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