Date: Thursday, April 30, 2009 Time: 5:57 PM Sorry?__Sher.
It's not it. I mean like; We always say our parents; Don't understand us. To come and really think about it; I'll mark you wrong. I'm just like any of you out there. Who thinks that my mom; Don't understands me. I've thought of it yesterday; After reading someone's blog. It's really a fate to have a whole family. Not everyone does. & to those having it; They don't appreciate what they have; Instead, they'd demand for more. I used to abhor my mom. We often fight. Ended up not talking to each other for weeks. Then she'd say she have the rights to stop; Me from schooling; Me from outings; Me from going to coll & all. She even cursed me for getting straight F's for SPM. Think about what she said. It doesn't really like she means it. She just wants me to work harder. Prove to her; That i'll never get back home; With report book which stated 9F's. Even at times; I really cannot stand her no longer; I wanted to runaway. Never have i thought it would be that hard for me. Having my friends to tell me; Think about the money; Think about the schooling. Who'd pay for you if you runaway. Where do you get your allowance every week. Who'd iron your shirt for you. Who'd ever wash your school shoes for you. Who'd going to buy you food. Who'd going to take you wherever you want. Who'd gives you money when you asked for it. Who'd wash your shirt for you. Who'd ever protect you? I remembered once; My paents really do protect me. I mean like; I have problems in relation; Having teased and all; My dad really wanted to help me so much. I know he is trying to protect; Her daughter from getting hurt by anyone; Even i told him not to go find them. & my mom. We had a heart-2-heart talk once. Her tears kept rolling down her cheeks. I could feel the pain inside of her. I know she always wants the best for me. I now she loves me more. I know she puts a high hopes on me. But i kept letting her down each day. Everyweek; We'll have a family day. Each week; I could see my dad trying his best; To make a good day out of it. & every each week; I would quietly stands behind my dad; I could see; He grew older each day. I wanted to hug him; & tell him i loved him very much. All those things i've done to hurt my dad; Like i never answer him back; Whenever he talks to me; I really regret what i've done. It's not easy to have a dad; Who loves you more than anything else. I would highly appreciate my parents now; Try not to fight with them; To love them more. I know days with them are not much anymore. I really regret not spending much time; Like i used to with my friends with them. For now i shall have my times with them more. Having a thought of what i've chose to played in school; Yesterday; Those people told us; Your road would be easier; If you were to walk with your parents. No friends would help you when you're in trouble. They'll just pat their ass off. & I wish i have the time off; To tell my parents; I am sorry. Sher. |