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Saturday, November 24, 2007
RUBBISH FEEDER
Woken up due to my dad's angry tone on the other end of the phone. I got scolded for something I didn't do. I'm full of flaws in my parents' eyes. He scolded me for not doing the things he asked me to do from a long time. Yeah right...He only sms-ed me yesterday and he claims that he had sms-ed me since last time.

Have been tolerating my parents' nonsense for so long now. That I can't bear it anymore. They're good, can't deny that. But they're not good parents. They're just good people. Even good people are full of craps sometimes. I can't blame them. But why do they always get unreasonable towards their own kids? Children are also human beings with feelings, with their own lives to lead, with own problems and burdens to carry on their shoulders. Why can't they try to make the kids love them naturally? When we act unfilial just a tiny bit, they make a big fuss and think a lot bout it (after which, some extra ingredients will be added to their gossips). But what they fail to think of is how their attitude is towards the children that make even the most patient kid out of the 5, running wild with teary eyes that are slowly filled with hatred.

Staying a lil longer in S'pore, doesn't mean that parents are not important anymore. Doesn't mean that I'm putting my friends above them. Doesn't mean that I'm crazy over guys. Get that right ok? These are the words I really wish I could scream unto my mom's ears. But sadly, I can't. Coz even when I make a slow and soft remark, she's gonna get even more furious at me. She's just so unreasonable!

Friends are important, as much as parents are to me. When you're living overseas, without family members around, friends become a part of family. Guess you guys don't know how it feels huh, mom, dad? Perhaps you should try. Then you'll know how I feel. You expect me to get favours from my friends when I'm in need of something. But tried to get me to abandon my friends when I'm invited to their important event. SHUT UP, I DON'T WANNA HEAR THAT.

I feel like screaming now. I just feel like turning 180 degrees from the person I am now. To show them that I've changed. To them, to the bad. But to me, I'd say that it's for the better. I'm growing, each day. I've learned to be more mature. Why can't they accept that reality? Stop treating me like I'm 15 years old. I'm already a young adult. I can even get married tomorrow even without my parents being present at the ROM. So what's the big deal with me going out often with my friends, huh? Why should they get angry when I'm not even spending much money when I go out? It's not like I'm some rich pampered daughter who can easily swipe the card in some boutique. No...I'm already like one of the poor daughter who have to think lotsa times before purchasing even a bag. So, please....I don't think I deserve the scoldings.

I know I've my limits too. I don't do things when I know it's wrong. Why can't they just be grateful for the few things that us, the kids, restrain from doing? While many other kids have fall so deeply into those prohibited activities. Why are your eyes blinded by the good appearance of other people, without knowing their backs? Try living together with them for some time...Then you'll see that they're not as good as you claim them to be. You said that you're unlucky to have us as your kids. Then it's not really our luck to have you as our parent too.

But in spite of all these craps, I learn a lot of things. So I'm grateful. I would learn hard enough not to be the same mom as her when I've my own family. I've learned to grow stronger even when you scold me for no good reason. I know that I haven't done anything wrong, so I won't be defeated by your mean words that spread as quickly as SARs virus. But hey, your mean words is the natural killer. So, indirectly, you've murdered me.
Vell Signed off ♥ 10:36 AM
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