Stupid Parents
You know, I am one of those people that usually appreciates family. I'm one of those people who can not go long without talking to her parents. I love my family very much, but right now, I hate being around them...and I need to rant about it.
I won't explain the reasons, it doesn't matter, and to be frank, no one's interested. But the truth of the matter is that I'm in a moment where I love my college, I love my life- but I wish I was abroad, I wish I was driving or had a part-time job (which I can't do since my course is full-time). Basically, I wish for anything that would detach me from my parents. There just comes a moment in your life when you are, or at least SHOULD BE entitled to some FUCKING SPACE! And this is that moment for me. I'm nineteen years old, I'm a college student (who worked VERY HARD to get into said college) and I was responsible enough to get where I am so far. Don't I deserve my own life at all? Quite frankly, I would like to be able to have people over whenever I like, and start studying whenever I like.
I'm not a sporty person, get over it. And yes, I have religious doubts, when you live in a third world country and see people who are born and die praying for a better life and never get it, you start believing that maybe, maybe you don't achieve things just by praying.
Oh, and WHY do they have to gossip to each other about me? It's exactly what I hated about the teachers at St Paul's. I come over to dad to talk about about something important and he automatically says 'no' because, hey, mum already discussed it with him and gave him her views. Thanks, it's nice to know I have a say.
I wish that for once I could argue back when they criticise something I feel strongly about. I don't pretend to be an oppressed child, if anything, I'm pampered, and I'm not proud of it. But I don't need seven phone calls per day. I can do fine without you people for a while. You can also knock before you walk into my room. It's your house, but you're in my private space.
I can't believe I'm stuck here for another 5 years.
I won't explain the reasons, it doesn't matter, and to be frank, no one's interested. But the truth of the matter is that I'm in a moment where I love my college, I love my life- but I wish I was abroad, I wish I was driving or had a part-time job (which I can't do since my course is full-time). Basically, I wish for anything that would detach me from my parents. There just comes a moment in your life when you are, or at least SHOULD BE entitled to some FUCKING SPACE! And this is that moment for me. I'm nineteen years old, I'm a college student (who worked VERY HARD to get into said college) and I was responsible enough to get where I am so far. Don't I deserve my own life at all? Quite frankly, I would like to be able to have people over whenever I like, and start studying whenever I like.
I'm not a sporty person, get over it. And yes, I have religious doubts, when you live in a third world country and see people who are born and die praying for a better life and never get it, you start believing that maybe, maybe you don't achieve things just by praying.
Oh, and WHY do they have to gossip to each other about me? It's exactly what I hated about the teachers at St Paul's. I come over to dad to talk about about something important and he automatically says 'no' because, hey, mum already discussed it with him and gave him her views. Thanks, it's nice to know I have a say.
I wish that for once I could argue back when they criticise something I feel strongly about. I don't pretend to be an oppressed child, if anything, I'm pampered, and I'm not proud of it. But I don't need seven phone calls per day. I can do fine without you people for a while. You can also knock before you walk into my room. It's your house, but you're in my private space.
I can't believe I'm stuck here for another 5 years.