Geez, my parents are so awesome, i feel like running away from home._.
But i can't bear to leave my fabby comp and dear pillow.
I love my parents so much now. They are just so supportive of me.
What hurts me most is that i got the wrong idea in my brain, thinking that my mom supports me in every decision i make, turns out to be a big BIG mistake.

I always thought my mom supports the idea of me dancing, so one fine day, i came home and wanted mum to allow me to join music garage for dance lessons since its the hols and i have nth better to do at home.
Thats when i found out that my parents actually are the TYPICAL kind, wants me to stay home, study study study and now i'm on a grounded warrant (by my parents, duh).
Why can't they understand that dancing is what i really want, its my passion and it is dance that moulds me, my character, into who i really am today.


Oh yes, and the night before, my dad accused me of smoking and drinking cos he said that i spoke like a drunkard to him on the phone.
Whatever, that's how i speak what!
Nonsense man.
The most ridiculous thing he said is that my room reek of smoke so he pointed his finger at me and accused me of smoking.
How great huh. No room for retaliation at all. *points middle finger*

That night, i had a fight with my parents so i ran to my room and locked the door (my first time doing so :x see im sucha guai kia cos normally i won't dare to lock my rm door when i slp), even when my mum knocked on my door i ignored her.
Till the next day, they yelled at me like FUCK@(#)*@#.
I'm like, wth, can't i have some privacy, its my room can?!
Just cos i lock my room door, they must make such a big wooha.

MY PARENTS SHOULD SO TOTALLY GET A LIFE MAN.
What dissapoints me the most is that for so many years, i assumed that at least i have a mum that supports me in my decisions but it turned out that i was so damn wrong.


I bet my parents don't even know what stream i'm in and how's my current school situation.
All they know is to look at the subjects i've flung and they'll never ever pay attention to the subjects i've scored well.
They ony know how to pin me down based on the subjects i've done badly and demoralize me.
I'm grounded now, hooray ._.
I'm forced to study and no more going out for the whole holiday.
Someone please tell me my parents are just so wonderful (NOT!).


Why do parents love to make false accusations of their own child, does it make them feel better?
I'm sick and tired of such a life, a life full of constrictions.
Why can't my parents spend some time to understand what i really want and who i really am.

Its torturing to put on a fake smile. This deception made me lost faith in you.