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waiting for the one, the day that never comes.

January 14, 2010


My 2010 has taken on a bipolar persona it blatantly, quite vehemently, appears. The days, minutes, seconds seem to range on a Likert Scale from -5: exceedingly shit-tastic, to +5: pretty good.

I hate this eastern ideology of parental ownership, where they think that until you are married and out of the house, they are in control of every decision, every second of their child’s existence. My problem: i am attending the Golden Key Asia-Pacific Conference, Jan 28, and had planned and booked a hotel room with a friend for the 3/4 nights (with mother’s approval). Which is all I really need. Then comes stepfather and his own control issues (perhaps related to deep seeded ego and inferiority and daddy-didnt-give-me-enough-hugs-as-a-child complex) and decides that no, i am not staying in the hotel becuase he just plain says so. Then mother rethinks her original decision.

Fark. the only thing this picture is missing is the days of our lives hooligans in the background of it all, engaging in ferocious stare-offs (im thinking the evil steffano vs roman vs marlena vs sami vs kate vs….)

What i wish to tell my (not so) dearly beloveds is that respect is a two-way street.

Do i sound angry? I should. Coz im Hulk-style angry.

Some days I just want out of here. pack my bags. go somewhere. Unfortunately, not enough rubbles for russia.


Post Title lyrics: “The Day That Never Comes” – Metallica

2 Comments leave one →
  1. January 14, 2010 1:38 pm

    Aaw, love, I hope you feel better soon.
    Parents can be so dismissive :O(
    You deserve the four days, fight for it!
    See you soon

    • February 26, 2010 8:33 am

      Just saw this comment now.
      Thanks Lina. Didnt end up having the hotel, but still great time nonetheless.
      Parents can be very dismissive.

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