Saturday, 1 October 2011

Seriously, I don't why I have such a mother.
Keep nagging and nagging, fucking piss me off for the whole fucking morning & afternoon!
I can't even stay at home peacefully, and I really think my grandma house is so much more comfortable for me.
Things are just like a vicious cycle, I have to go out alone as always to escape from all of these stuffs.
Why don't she just admit it that she is just a fucking realistic person!?
Scold me just because I never study like others should and pick on me on every little fucking things I do?
Today, she told me grandma that I should pay my grandma some money and treat her some stuffs...What the FUCK.
I already knew I will gonna do and I wanted to give me grandma a good impression on me, since she told me that I should save up this month money and keep it for myself to use (see even my grandma is so much more caring than my 'mother'),
but I intend to still pay her back and buy her some stuffs.
NOW that my mother had told her, what will she think?
She will think that I do it because my 'mother' tell me to.
I seriously feel so fuck up.
I wish I could make them SHUT THE FUCK UP.

Like usual, my mood calms down when I go out and listen to music....accompany by sorrow sometimes.
Its ok for me.
Even if I'm alone when I'm old, if I have my musics with me, I won't be feeling alone...and thats enough for me.

Keep saying study & study, HELLO!?
You think I don't know the benefits of it and how far it would affect me????
Stop being fucking looking down on me.
I'm totally on a different level of thinking than to you!
You don't even know what is true life.
Yea money money keep saying only studying then we can earn money then we can get what we want.
Really?
Do YOU know what I want?
I want happiness in my life and do YOU think that happiness can be bought with those money?
Things are so broad and your view is so narrow!
I really hate argueing with you especially with your stupid fucked up attitude!

Don't even know anything about me and you claim you know me very well.
Great, my blood is boiling again when I heard your voice and talking about you.
You are seriously making life worst than what you think you are 'helping'' in your way.

So fed up, perhaps I should die earlier or just run away with all my stuffs and survive till I die on a nobody land. Thats what I'm thinking now.

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