Wednesday, December 27, 2006

It's not easy to be me....

I resent that I haf to speak in a fake-o American accent just to be understood...
Why must people ask me how I am doing everyday? I know they are just being friendly... but I find it quite pointless...
And to fit in... (and not seem rude) I too haf to ask people how they are doing in response to them asking me I am doing everyday...

While I am grateful for having a roof over my head (sponsored by my uncles), I'm somewhat forced to be polite and nice... even when i am in a freaking bad mood... and just feel that being rude and mean.... (sometimes u juz wanna let off some steam)
I NEVER liked hierarchy in the household... my parents and I are friends and somewhat equals... which makes it DAMN hard when I have to listen to people older than me (except my sis of course... Thank God for her...)

I have to ask for permission from authority to use the computer, watch DVDs and play PS2... which *sigh* feels like shit everytime I haf to do that....
I mean... I use the computer EVERY freaking DAY...

*sigh* Migration is not easy... and it doesn't make it easier that I dun haf a place wher I can truly call home....

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

huggies!!! :)