
got locked out today,
for coming back late,
though it was only from a nearby shopping centre.
reached home at 7.
sat on the wooden chair outside my house for 45 minutes.
well, it wasnt that long?
in fact,
it was rather peaceful there.
but the feeling of being locked out somehow doesnt feel pleasant.
you feel like a bad kid,
rebellious and naughty.
even though the serenity is good,
but haiss.
you know,
i got in and soon after,
my mum called me into her room.
my dad wanted to speak to me.
i was expecting to see the cane again,
but he asked me to sit on the floor instead.
he asked,
why i was getting more and more ,
STUBBORN
(ugh so hate that word. been using that for every small bad thing i do)
and he warned me that i may not get to go to hongkong
if my behaviour continues.
he said he's calling mrs gan up tomorrow to tell her that.
haiss,
HONGKONG..
i thought nothing bad would happen today.
well, since it was already so tough yesterday.
but i was wrong.
and when will my parents give me a little more freedom.
just when?
im growing.
i need some space.
i dont like the feeling of being pathetic when i go out w friends anymore,
having to rush home,
and sometimes cause the others to rush
even though i said they didnt have to.
i feel bad.
when, i ask again.
just when.
when will i be a little more free.
when will i get to enjoy.
