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Friday, September 8 ♥


i agree that its my fault.
but sometimes both of you dont see your own mistakes.
you said the way answer is rude.
obviously ill raise my voice if you shout at me even before
knowing whats going on rite.
all you know is both of you are right.
fine its my fault that i didnt pick up your calls.
but hello.
my school RULE is for us NOT to use phones in school.
if you see others use, then they are looking for trouble.
im not like them okaye.
which one you want your daughter to be like?
the one who breaks school rule.
or the one who obeys.
when you scream at my face,
i just feel like punching something really hard.
you shout at me even before asking me to explain.
you said your trying to be good role models.
yes i agree.
and i also know your trying to understand me.
and you can never be like other parents.
but i mean.
if only i could remind you that im a TEENager.
i also do have school problems,
friendship problems.
just like how you have problms at work.
and when you reach home you wouldnt want to be disturbed.
i do go through that too.
but you know what.
NO.
both of you think that i DONT go through all this.
and im just a very rebellious daughter.
if you just try to understand me a little more.
i promise you all this wouldnt have had happened.
and will never.


i use the phone to call my frens.
ya i know im suppose to be studying.
but how to study if both of you will never stop scolding.
just like how both of you hate to be scolded by your parents.
me too.
i call my frens cause i just dont have anyone to talk to at home.
i tried to tell you.
the moment i start my conversation.
"my frens and i quarrelled.."
i didnt get to finish.
what did you say?
or shall i say shout?
"why are you being so childish to do all this stuff?is this what you go to school for?"
then you will continue.
you tell me now.
if not my frens, then who can i talk to?
i dont know why.
but i really feel the need to say all these.
but both of you dont even want to see my face.
i cant do anything.
i said sorry you ignored.
i also just feel the need to blog cos i dont have my phone.
everything youtook away from me.
so the only thing left is my blog.

sometimes i just want to runaway.
runaway from all these.
soon im just gonna go crazy.
does anyone know all these?
no.


when you scream at me,
i feel like shouting my lungs out,
when i do good things,
instead of complementing instead you have doubts,
when i tried to open up,
all you did was to find my wrong doings,
you never tried to know the real me,
all you know is my bad side since the beginning,
i really want to runaway,
from all of you and stay alone,
you dont have to give me anything more,
just let me be on my own.


this is all i ask from both of you.

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