Sometimes don't you realise how much you miss your childhood days? While travelling back on the mrt home in the afternoon, I was thinking about those two pieced or one piece pyjamas I used to hate. But come to think about it, those were comfortable. I miss the feeling of wearing pyjamas. So right after I came home, I changed to pyjamas. Yes, pyjamas in the afternoon. So comfy, so homely.
To my mother:
Since you already suspect, or know that I have a boyfriend. Why can't you just accept it? It's really no point beating around the bush that "you know what I'm doing outside". I don't like how you phrase that sentence. That was why I didn't really feel like talking to you. I mean, why can't you let me have a relationship? I know I'll always be a small girl in your eyes, but Mum, I'm growing up. I'm 17, I've got to make my own decisions too. I know you're worried, but not like this guy's S* or sth. If he was, I know why you'd be worried. I just wish we could be more open about this. Sigh.
To my dad:
It's not that I enjoy being rude to you, sometimes I just don't understand the way you do things. Suspecting me really hurt my feelings, I thought you would know better. All I have to say is, I never did it and I never will.
ComDi's not as fun as I thought it would be. Seems like there's gonna be a hell load of work to do. I guess I have to work hard with the thought of the September holidays motivating me!
