Since the last entry, nothing much has change. My mother is still behaving like a mad woman, reducing allowance as and when she likes, and asking her
poor (literally) daughter to pay her own phone bill. World cup fever is still on and now my entire family is making so much noise about me going home late. "If you still continue to be like this, don't blame me for doing something undesirable." Sometimes, mothers should put themselves in our shoes. They don't know what we are going through. I tried telling her the truth but she always treat it as a lie so i might as well not tell her whatever shit i did. She always want to have a say in whatever i do. Like hello, i'm nineteen! I should be the one making decision right now. It really upset me alot when i realised how terrible my family is.
I know i should be thankful that i have a roof above me, food to eat, money to spend and school to study but sometimes i feel like running away. I have been making plans on moving out. To where? I don't know. I just don't want to live in this horrible cell. I am so fking depressed now. So emo that i let my thoughts linger off.
I'm glad that i have theboy with me for the past 2 days. Really appreciate his company. I just wish that time will just stop and let me slowly savour every moment i have with him.
School's starting and that totally sucks. Bill dues on the 26th and i'm totally broke. I really need to work but fyp is one major obstacle. If only mommy isn't on menopause.
