called cousin back this morning and he asked if I need travellers' cheque. Hmm... another thing to check out for my trip. Actually... there's loads to do, and I have abt 2.5 wks left. Hearing it now seems ok right? But actually... its very fast... excited over the trip of cos, it'll be fun to do the shopping and doing up lists of places to visit, food to try or places to visit.
you know, lately I am feeling rebellious. or shld i say my mum is getting over protective, paranoid. am starting to feel it get to my nerves. and then this little voice in my head will go "relax, dont quarrel with her". but of cos... there's also this lil devil that we are all so familiar with from movies we watch that goes "tell her how you feel, you deserve better!"
argh. eugene was telling me I shld think of the brighter side that she is bothering to get worried with me, at least she cares. But aye... there's a limit to everything. Maybe as I am drawing nearer to 21 - which signifies adulthood - I am starting to feel there are some changes that I need in my life? Of cos, I wont turn rebellious over this. to want to have my way. Just cos I'm 21 I need my way? Nono, of cos not... just want her to see things the way I do. the way me n my bro do.
Last night both of us 'ganged up' together for a moment. which surprised me. haha. well those with lil bros shld noe why the surprise. But I guess he is feeling the same way. But lucky him, being a guy, naturally all mothers( or maybe I shld say some huh) are more laxed with them. Puh-lease... well, I wanted to go out for supper. If I had to worry abt public transport, of cos I wouldn't go. But if my fren(which happens to be eugene but since she still dunno...) can drive me home then I dont see why not. And she gives the same reason - gals shldn't be going out so late. If I weren't concerned abt ruining e date, esp when he is alrdy on his way over, I might really have retaliated. LOOK AT ALL THE FREAKIN' GALS IN NIGHTCLUBS! aren't they gals?!?!
okok. simmer down. simmer down...
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