Sunday, February 17, 2008
1:08 AM
What the hell.
WHY.
Why are nagging and scolding me at every single chance?
Isn't it good when I'm working?
Do I take a lot of pocket money from you, considering the so-called increment from Secondary school?
And I'm not even taking any money from you during holidays.
And why are you comparing me against to my cousins?
So what if those cousins of mine scrimp and save?
I am who I am. I don't care about other people.
Yes, I admit. I go for big-time brands. I love buying things for myself.
BUT, I use my own money. I don't nag and whin and kick up a fuss and USE my parents money.
Since when I asked you to buy what I wanted.
Just ask yourself. Since when you last bought me something that I really really liked.
During Xmas, you asked me what I wanted to buy and you would buy that.
At the back of my mind, I thought "Forget it".
Cause even I told you, you'll never get it. "Next time" or "too expensive" or "useless thing" is always your excuse.
To you maybe, but not at least to me.
You are always telling me the burdens on you, how much you are paying for electricity bills, house loan and so on. And how grateful to you I should be.
Now let me tell you, this kinda thing has to be unspoken.
If it needs to be said, then it's useless.
That's precisely why I work.
Since when you heard that I complained about my pocket money. Sometimes when you forgot to give me or you just gave my part of it, I didn't even ask.
I don't understand why are you always blaming other things when we can't communicate except yourself. Now you're blaming on my job. You say that I suppress my anger and fustrations and vent it you when I'm at home.
Everyday I'm standing on the selling floor.
Being ordered around like a fool.
Being scolded and criticized by customers and managers alike like nobody's business.
Having to endure long hours of metal music, which I obviously don't enjoy.
Having to stand for long hours till my feet felt it's not mine.
Having to fold and fold and fold and still re-fold clothes.
Not being to go out with friends and JUST purely enjoy.
Not being able to have ample rest everyday.
Not being able to do the things I like.
After all this, you expect me to sit at home and smile and entertain you as I always do.
This is where I need you to just understand me and to gimme some peace.
And not some lecture from you.
Have you ever sat down and try to understand me in the past?
Still remembered that I've to tell everything what's on my mind to Rowena and she would advice me.
And you, where were you? Work? Meeting?
It was just so difficult to communicate with you.
And you were just the same. You threw and vent your temper on me and Rowena.
That is why I favour Dad over you. He listens. He understands. He reasons.
And you Don't.
Great. You spoiled my day later.
PLEASE, GIMME A BREAK. I NEED REST. I NEED A BREAK. I NEED PEACE AND QUIETNESS.
Tired `K3N.