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Monday, December 04, 2006
What am I doing What am I doing What am I doing What am I doing What am I doing What am I doing What am I doing What am I doing What am I doing What am I doing What am I doing What am I doing What am I doing What am I doing What am I doing What am I doing What am I doing What am I doing What am I doing What am I doing What am I doing What am I doing What am I doing What am I doing What am I doing What am I doing??????????!~?!?!~?????????Someone give me direction.I have to fill my days, to go from A to B and meet Tim then Robert, and proceed on from B to C from Megan to Jacintha. I can't sit on my bum all day long while my mum nags me!!~! I want purpose!!! Do I expect it to fall in my lap?? Quite possibly. The life I lead is so differently to what my parents want. How can I reconcile them both? My parents aren't the kind who let you do your shit and live your life. Fuck, they won't even let me arrange my bedroom furniture without throwing a tantrum cuz I don't wanna have a fucklong table that I'm not gonna use which will only occupy space. Like seriously, this is Singapore, where there're three freaking streetlamps on every corner you turn. And the pavements have streelamps at like, 2metre intervals?? Even if you get lost, just head straight, you'll hit an expressway within 15minutes. So I endeavour to walk home at 1145pm on a Saturday night, along the main roads, where it's so well-lit I can count the number of wrinkles on my fingers. And they throw a fit. Why waste the good weather? It's nice and chilly, which you seldom find here, I didn't feel like going home yet, so why the hell don't I just take a nice walk home? Rather than spoilt it with a car ride with a father who's probably gonna be displeased cuz I'm out til after 11pm (oooohhhhh, naughty), and I'm in a short skirt and a normal spag top, which he deems is too revealing? Seriously, you havent seen revealing til you seen Melbourne girls in clubs. This whole narrowmindedness is seriously starting to shit me up the fuckin Mount Olympus. Or maybe I should just lighten up. After all, When in Rome.
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