February 23, 2007
hello hello.
I've never said tt before in my entries, have i?
Saying hello.
gagagagagaa.
Ok tt's lame.
I'm really really BORED.
This is my thousandth day rotting at home.
Though mom is at work now.
I can't friggin go out.
I wonder what age will i be when my mother actually wants to face REALITY and realise tt i'm pretty much of a grown-up teenager now.
I hope she realises that im going to be 17 this year,
Not thirteen.
She should realise tt at this age, i should get my freedom.
I see other girls around like at the age of FORTEEN going out till whatever time they like.
So jealous! I envy them.
Sigh.
I can only hope.
When will i have the "talk" with my mother about a boyfriend?
Or maybe my other problems about my personal life.
I guess she can't face it yet.
Don't wanna see me grow up?
Maybe.
She hates that thought.
And to prevent it, she backs it up with nagging endlessly.
People like her demand freedom of speech to make up for the freedom of thought which they avoid.
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