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And her dress whispers reckless.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009

My parents are seriously outrageous. First thing first, before Os, Mum promised that after Os, I'm free to do as I wish. It was that way, for about a week? Then, as each week went by, their restrictions got worst. Now, I'm only allowed to go out once a week. The reason I'm given is cus the economy is bad blah blah blah and also cus I have to pay adult fare. Pfft.

Secondly, Mum mentioned that since I'm so free, I might as well go over to Grandma's and help out since the maid is always bullying her. So I did fer two weeks. Now my parents count that as going out. What bullshit is this?!

Thirdly, Mum said I could highlight my hair if I made it to a polytechnic. I did and now I'm not allowed to cus 'My hair colour is nice and unique the way it is now'.

Fourth, Mum told me not to go over to my Grandma's so often and stay at home to keep an eye on Judith cus she suspects she goes out. Wow so now I'm to stay at home. You might as well just lock me up at home Mum. Its no different. I won't feel a difference, thats for sure. Fancy waking up every single day facing the same ol' four walls. Its depressing dammit.

Fifth, its not funny when you go, 'Can, you can go out. Follow me to my office tomorrow lo', Dad.

Sixth, you asked if someone called me fat when I kept going to the Gym and I said no. Then you commented that I'm not fat so don't need to exercise so much. Then Uncle Kelvin commented in hokkien (thinking I didn't understand) that my face looks rounder, and you agreed. Whattheshit is this Mum? Fine, I'm FAT. I'm heavier than you. Alright. I'm going on a diet.

So much for freedom huh? Its no different from before Os. Geeeeez.

On a brighter note, I bought myself a Kinder Surprise earlier. Chocolate soothes my soul. And its proven. My mood lifted by a ton. That was, until my parents ruined my mood.

I'm amazed that I didn't insert a single vulagarity into any part of this post. (Claps hands)

And I guess I'm finally looking at the bright side of my situation with you babe. I remember how much I used to love listening to Jay Chou songs. Now, I'm free to listen to them whenever I want to. Haa.

For once everything seems brighter. Just a little.

(Sticks up the middle)
Muah (♥)