Tuesday, November 2
I swore I told myself not to cry. I really tried, but it's kinda no use suppressing.
Almost ended up fighting with my mum, but I didn't talk to her, so it was kinda one-sided. All the screaming and ranting as she shouted at me while I bathed noiselessly. Yeah. Noiseless doesn't mean I couldn't shed a tear or two. Damn fed up with my mum's nonsensical yelling and ranting. I mean, yeah, I'm sorry for the sunday incident, and I ended up not going for monday's studying with Guan... She's making a big fuss out of everything. Just because I went out excessively doesn't mean she should scream over the phone when I missed ONE of her calls to get me home. Then I wonder if she's having serious mood swings, or problems at work. She's getting unreasonable and irrational. She has no reason to stop me from going out to study with friends. She can't do that to me. I really feel like telling her that right in the face. This is one area which I'm really hopeless at. I can't retort at her, ask her, speak to her... I just... can't.
There's nothing for me to do. I just wish she wouldn't feel so uptight about things.
Posted by Isabelle at 6:39 pm