Feeling that i will strangle my parents one day..

talk crap about my results. they never knew wat i want, wat ME　is all about. they neva knew. i am already picking up on my main sciences and math. but wat's more do they want? mum knew nth, and refuse to hear my explanations. think i am just giving up, can they always look on the bright side? the brigther side of my results.. fucking crap they are. they just noe how to stop me.. i won't study even if they stop me from watching drama, but, here blogging abt how they sux!!! they dun even understand wat i want in life. they think that by stopping me from the things i am doing will do me gd. but DO they noe how 'I' feel. they crap all the time. and mum is a disaster, she only know hoe to listen to fucking teachers and scold me. they look at the bloody combined marks, the mini tests that pulls me down to bottom pit. they dun even know that i have done well for my math, physics, and bio THIS term. Fucking idiots like them having idiotic kids like me. they sucks

combined marks is nth to me.. pls.. they just listen to people who dun even understand me. understand me. they just like to crap. i dun want to study for their sake. but my own well being. and my dad, just know how to listen to his own wife talk.. full trust in her thinjing that she s smart in every way. SMART?? if she is smart, the world population will be full of genius.

they really nid to understand parenting from every one else. they only know that those people from the local market will give them gd parenting tips, how to be the old fashioned parenting style. i will move out of this place once i grow up and no BYES for them. sob for all they want, i don't even care if they all humans.

and god.. pls, every one says that parents are angels sent by god to take gd care of kids. but why the orphans around? they have no angels by the side. and my pair of angels suck. they dun care abt wat's inside. just the superfical, did they care if i am well and alright? are they by my side when i cry? they just doze off.

even when i cry during my lowest, they will think that i am a cry baby. tear gland are made to produce tears, rite? and duh, i cry. brain is made so complicated with the logics, dreams, memories and emotions. and again, that's why i cry. i cry. i cry. i cry.

but to the people outside, pls forgive me for blogging abt my fucking parents. they give me all the superficial love that i want,not nid. did they even care about how i cry my heart out at night? my mum just slept by my side, and she knows nth. they are just the old and ALMOST extinct parents, they belong to the past not now. they talk about how dirty my room is. as long they dun step in it, it's not their prob.

how my parents critize me. how they think that using a strict voice will help. no use, i will just get worse. they like to compare me with other nerds. nerds that go home before 5pm and me, a GIRL who comes back at midnight. they always says that a girl should go home early... blah,blah,blah. sexist. bias. men and women equal.

and while i am blogging, she offered me a job, at her friends. selling bubble tea. LC!!! at marine parade, i live in the west. so far and offered me to stay at her hse which is near. who the mother fucking cares? and said that the auntie own daughter of the same age as me has to study. who cares? waho cars? that means i dumb, dun nid to study. yah, better still. any way, no one cares rite? her request just insulted me straight. so hurt, tat i might break down any time.

i won't work part time any where other than a pet shop.. understood???

and my dad just came in and told me off. wth hell man? just after a few paragrah of words, they come knocking at the door.... they came again.... that's my result again. again!!!! yah yah... i noe you would die go to the graveyard,and me to the future... imagine this live... live at yr home. live telecast of my life. 5 mins intervals between lectures, i will really go mad one day. MAD.. i am really 50% mad now.

i rather that i die before they do... they are the cause. my wish is to let them see this entry after i die. i am practically nagging at my readers? is there any readers any way? hee.

cheer me up, being insulted and cursed at every 5mins is not a easy life. bring me away to wonderland. fawaway land, sucky land, hunk's land., toilet land. fucking land of kids. they make me want to end my life even 80 years before my time's up. fucking idiotic parents. i long for a brother, that could save me or share my lectures with me at home. but i dun even know him and he is dead 3 years back. and at that time i called him uncle, not gege. and now i neva have the chance.