I would be freaking happy if my parents would stop bothering me once I'm out of the house.
Please don't get me wrong. My parents are great people. I'm thankful for the way they've brought me up up till now (double ups not an error). I'm thankful that they don't abuse or torture me at home. I'm thankful that they don't pamper and spoil me and make me into a spoilt brat, which I see plenty nowadays, even at my age. I'm thankful they don't make me do stupid things. I'm thankful they give me money to spend, a place to sleep in, food to eat and internet access.
But sometimes they just get bloody irritating.
When they want to know what I'm doing, where I am and who I'm with all the time, it gets downright irritating. It's not like I'll go outside to get myself killed, pick a fight with a gangster with purple dyed hair or find myself an ah-lian girlfriend. I mean, it's pretty obvious I'm not that dumb. I find that as long as I'm in one piece with a sane mind, I'm fine. Like dammit, I'm clever enough to know what's wrong and what's not.
Neither do I like it when they inflict their dreams/habits/traditions on me and disallow me to see the vastness of the outside world.
Like religion. Whoever thought that sons and daughters need to take on the same religion as their mothers and fathers needs to think again.
They want their son to be like, a doctor or a lawyer. I can't be a doctor for nuts- I can barely heal myself. I wanna be a soldier, I wanna be out there on the field, I wanna do things not many can do, I wanna be a leader among leaders.
But no, soldier got no money one.
Ok fine, I wanna study psychology then. My cousin's doing it and I kinda found it cool.
but no, psychology got no future one.
Ah screw it. I'm gonna be one of those anyway.
And I freaking hate it when my dad calls me to study.
Aye, you better study ah. Later you don't do well for As how? You're my only hope you know. Everyday go out play play play. Stay at home and study lah. You ah blah blah blah blah blah.
Like hell, I don't know when I should be studying. I did fairly well for my past 2 national exams and dammit, since when have I gotten shitty results that made a difference to my future?
On another note, I'm on Mong's blog again! @ 20:48