Current Mood: Hungry
Current Music: Hoobastank - The Reason
It's been like a month since I last wrote here. But oh well, I write more in my diary now rather than exposing my whole life in the internet so people could accuse me of being pathetic, loser, complainer, etc etc. Who needs all that? Honestly, people, if you think I'm pathetic, why the hell are you here reading my blog? Go away and find someone else's blog, someone else who has a perfect life. Bet you can't do that. Cause you know what? Nobody's life is perfect. Come on, don't tell me you never complain in your whole life. That'd be a total lie.
Anyway, I don't even use my Live Journal anymore. I might get back to writing it if I can find enough things to be written here, in my diary, and in the LJ at the same time. Damn those online blogs.. you just can't resist to have one. School is pretty much nice now because they allow us to go home early since this is an exam week (dude, this is like the first smart thing ever they've come up with). I think twelfth grade wouldn't be that bad, considering that the teachers think our burden is heavy enough when we have to make sure we all will graduate with good scores and not get stranded here for another year. It's still boring, some of them still annoying and headstrong, but the situation is a bit calmer compared to my previous two years. Finally someone has knocked some sense into them. Whoever that is, I thank you so much.
My birthday in about a week. It's such a crazy and depressing preparation because Mum wants everything that I don't want, as if this is her party. It is my Sweet Seventeen, dude, and she wants me to just follow everything that's been arranged. Goodness, I never knew being 16 has so much pressure. Why do I never heard of a teenager that doesn't have a problem with their parents? I wonder if I would be a good parents when I grow up. I wonder could I turn into one of those annoying people when I grow up automatically or magically, because frankly right now I'm so not interested in becoming one of them. Is it so hard to be nice to your children and not control everything? Really, Mum has been controlling too much lately. It's as if an alien has invaded her body. She has never been this bad. Critiques almost every minute, even she controls what I must eat or where I must seat. For crying out loud, I'm the one who's about to turn 17... why is she the one who's so nervous and PMSy?
Current Music: Hoobastank - The Reason
It's been like a month since I last wrote here. But oh well, I write more in my diary now rather than exposing my whole life in the internet so people could accuse me of being pathetic, loser, complainer, etc etc. Who needs all that? Honestly, people, if you think I'm pathetic, why the hell are you here reading my blog? Go away and find someone else's blog, someone else who has a perfect life. Bet you can't do that. Cause you know what? Nobody's life is perfect. Come on, don't tell me you never complain in your whole life. That'd be a total lie.
Anyway, I don't even use my Live Journal anymore. I might get back to writing it if I can find enough things to be written here, in my diary, and in the LJ at the same time. Damn those online blogs.. you just can't resist to have one. School is pretty much nice now because they allow us to go home early since this is an exam week (dude, this is like the first smart thing ever they've come up with). I think twelfth grade wouldn't be that bad, considering that the teachers think our burden is heavy enough when we have to make sure we all will graduate with good scores and not get stranded here for another year. It's still boring, some of them still annoying and headstrong, but the situation is a bit calmer compared to my previous two years. Finally someone has knocked some sense into them. Whoever that is, I thank you so much.
My birthday in about a week. It's such a crazy and depressing preparation because Mum wants everything that I don't want, as if this is her party. It is my Sweet Seventeen, dude, and she wants me to just follow everything that's been arranged. Goodness, I never knew being 16 has so much pressure. Why do I never heard of a teenager that doesn't have a problem with their parents? I wonder if I would be a good parents when I grow up. I wonder could I turn into one of those annoying people when I grow up automatically or magically, because frankly right now I'm so not interested in becoming one of them. Is it so hard to be nice to your children and not control everything? Really, Mum has been controlling too much lately. It's as if an alien has invaded her body. She has never been this bad. Critiques almost every minute, even she controls what I must eat or where I must seat. For crying out loud, I'm the one who's about to turn 17... why is she the one who's so nervous and PMSy?
