30 January 2008

Afraid of the MOON

I'm already a secondary school graduate and in a few more months, I would be in my tertiary education. Why my parents, especially my father, still treat me like a little boy. I know that I shouldn't be comparing with others and I know that this would continue for a long long time.

After my night tuition, I met up with my friends for some chatting at the neighborhood. Didn't want to go home that early as I prefer the company of my friends (for that night). I did my part on messaging back home to inform them that I would be back home later at about 11pm and my mum replied "OK". The thing that made me felt terrible was when I reached home. My dad face was painted "black". "That stupid face again" was the first thing I can think of.

He complained that I kept going out and whatsoever. Whenever I gave in, he would expect more. This is totally "ridiculous"...

... and plus, I didn't stay till midnight (I was home at 11pm) that often.

+~*This my father*~+Isn't he cute?

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