*throws glasses*
for the past 2 nights, my mom keep talkin to me, nag , scold me. lucky she did not beat me up.
if not, i think i would have really jump off the 18th level(live at 18 floor) or take the fan and beat her to death.
she dun support me for joining a band. but she allow me to go for it. cuz she wants to see, wad i can do in the band.
she commented harshly that if i joined for fun and treat it as a hobby, it is still fine. but I am serious in it, and that pissed her off.
hey.. though many ppl find tt joining band is cool and fun, but i am really treating it seriously.
I dun like to do things halfway. I want it to be successful, if not , at least , i have experience and i may join some misc singing competition, go taiwan,
and progress further. even if i can't be a big star, at least, i can compose songs and sell to those singers. by composing and selling songs to them can also earn some money.
at least currently, i am working full time. so i have money to pay for misc home expenses, and daily expenses.
i feel like screaming at her that at least I am working, and will give her money every month.
but i didn't. cuz i can't be bothered and dun want to continue to listen to her nagging. last nite, she talked for 40 min.
on wed nite, she talked for 20 min plus.
tonight, there is a bbq held by my poly friends. i want to go and meet up my old friends as it has been a long time since i last saw them.
they are my closest and most trusted friends. ck, xg, sh, nic, medic ken, siti are those whom i can really trust. and they helped me before , when i ask for help.
i tot of not goin tonite, due to my mom.
but it is not worth it. juz bcuz of her. so i dun go ?
freak la
but they are my poly friends, so she would be more relieved, as it is my school friends.
i miss my poly friends
i miss my poly life
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time to rebel
time to make a change
time to step out
the first step
the courage to speak up
has been buried deep in the cells
has been sleeping for years
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