A sin curve really defines my life. Everytime my life is happy or at least peaceful, something has to happen to destroy it.. Yesterday night I went out to meet Alan.. Because my mum was downstairs with me, I asked him to drive to main road and walk there. I asked my mum not to follow me but she insisted.. So she saw me with alan.. She claimed she dashed across the road and asked us to stop the car but I can’t hear a damn thing anyway.
Then she called and ordered me home immediately. I refused.. So after dinner, once I reached home, she said either I stop seeing Alan, or I can move out.. So I took my stuffs and left.. I hate it when people threatened me.. I will definitely carry out to show them that they can’t.. I’m back home now because the rest asked me to.. But if she backed me into a corner again and asked me to make a choice, I would still move out..
I don’t like people telling me what to do seriously.. Whether good or bad.. The consequences of my life are borne by me so why should I bear the consequences of other people’s choices?
I know exactly what I am doing and I know exactly why it is right and why is it wrong. Life is full of shades of grey.. Just because something appear wrong in certain situations doesn’t mean the entire thing is wrong.. Just because Alan did something bad, doesn’t mean every single thing associated with him is bad.. Just because I know it is wrong to continue seeing him, doesn’t mean I will stop.. If we always stop ourselves from doing the wrong things, there would be no mistakes..
Just because something is bad, doesn’t mean you must stay away from it.. Sometimes, happiness do come out of bad situations.. It may not be this situation but at least you could learn from it..
Parent will never understand.. That’s why I won’t ever be one.. I don’t want to impose my ideas and concepts on my child..
C kept telling me I should go home and be good bla bla.. The only reason why I’m listening to him is cause I like him. But I don’t like people telling me what to do.. Like Alan won’t tell me what to do because he knows I don’t like it and I won’t listen anyway.. I try not to tell him what to do because I don’t want to change him..
Sigh.. My dad is frickin weird.. Ok actually normal.. You know how people when they quarrel, they bring in things which is so unrealistic.. Like he said I was teaching tuition for Alan so I said I’m teaching because I needed more money.. THen he was like, if you need more money you can tell your mum, we never tell you you can’t have more money or what bla bla bla.. Really? Oh please.. every single day she is telling me how much money I spent and how I should save up bla bla bla when I’m spending like 20% of what people my age are spending.. and when I don’t want to use their money and does tuition instead, they complain…
seriously.. you want your child to grow up or what? gosh i can’t stand them.. i know exactly what i think, what i’m doing, etc.. just let me lead my own life..