my parents seriously don't understand me.

they don't know that i could resist temptations since young. they don't know.

they don't know that my stomach have to take light stuff and not those greasy. oily stuff. oh pls. those oily stuff gives me indigestion and gastric. and then, they want me to take those stuff early in the morning. and they tried to temp me using duck drumstick .i won't fall for that. ha!!

obviously, who am i? since young, i am able to watch them eat chicken rice and i have instant noodle. i am a person who sacrifice food for everything. almost everything.

they don't know that their daughter have gastric and that she can't take heavy meals these days. they just don't know. they claim they understand me. if they really understood, they would know.

they do not know their daughter is sad. crying. despite that she is face to face with them and they still do not know that their daughter is crying. they just adds on to the stress she is feeling now. how sad.

they talk to me in the manner, so loud so disrespectful. when i have not said a word for the day, they just shout so loud at me.. suppose that i talk to them in a rude manner, it not.. why early in morning they just speak so loudly to me? huh?

they don't respect me. they think that kids should respect parents. not the other way round. but then, it's both. parents and kids should respect each other.

respect the fact that i have something important to say to my friend and not come into the room without knocking the door. huh? they just came in.. i lock the door and they scold me. but then, their fault rite? they are the cause. i am the effect of them. why am i this way.