okay, so ive once had issues with overprotective-ness and unacceptable paranoia, and yes, ive vowed never to complain anymore whenever my mom tells me that im not allowed to go out on my own unless it's within 10-mile radius of our home. that was only because i was getting freaked out over the fact that more and more girls my age are either kidnapped, killed or (this word sends a shudder down my spine) raped every day, that im getting so sick of reading the newspaper, knowing that it's going to be the same case today too.
but now knowing that the girls are needing me and the other two the most, for both support and coaching, im having second thoughts about understanding the control-freak streak in the family. not that i hate anyone for the fact that the only time i ever get out of the house was to feed the monsters, oops, the cats or hanging out the laundry. it's pretty much an unspoken agreement ive had with my parents- i dont get on their nerves, and they'll let me have this broadband- oh, kidding. still, im not allowed to go out with my friends neither go to the grocery store alone. this is embarrassing to admit, but even as a 17 turning to 18, i still shut the curtains, and keep the tv low, and go hide in my room every time a stranger turns up on our front door. i have this silly thought that everyone that happens to come close to our house has some bad motives and could turn out as criminals or psychopaths. yeah, it's a harsh offence. but it's hard not to be paranoid when you live in the time when everyone is a potential threat. it's pretty much a survival instinct you're subjected to develop, living in the 21st century. or is it the 22nd century already? im not sure, im not fond of history myself. people, you can never be too careful nowadays.
okay, so back to my point. right now im not only itching to know my results for the recent mara interview ive attended, which pretty much is going to seal my chances of studying overseas, but im also itching to find a way to make my parents let me see WHY IS IT THAT I NEEEEEEEDDDDD TO GO TO PERAK NEXT WEEK. gosh ive never been more frustrated since that stupid debate round in state last year.
well i cant blame my parents for anything, since i know that they're too nervous to even let me cross the street on my own, let alone travel all the way to the other end of malaysia just with two girls for human shields. kidding. :D im not sure if i want to go myself, since it's very close to the day that my mom's leaving for her umrah, and if both of us are not home, who's going to feed dad? but when i relive those moments of having nothing else to attend to and spend my time on than debating, and having the chance of feeling butterflies in my stomach again when we wait for the results to be announced after each round of debate, and laughing at the silly, witty and sometimes painful remarks by the debaters, and getting standing ovations at the end of the speech- i think, oh gosh, i couldnt miss it for the world. besides, this could be the last time im ever going to let myself get involved any kinds of debate activity. after this, nada. im a doctor-to be. i need to spend more time studying corpses and human anatomy if i want to claim that tittle. haha. dr. syafiqah. sounds good to my ears. :D
gtg, the men in black are on, wont miss it for the world. except if suddenly mom calls and tells me PIKA YOU CAN GO TO PERAK! TEEEHEEEEE
which is, im sure, NEVER GOING TO HAPPEN.
but now knowing that the girls are needing me and the other two the most, for both support and coaching, im having second thoughts about understanding the control-freak streak in the family. not that i hate anyone for the fact that the only time i ever get out of the house was to feed the monsters, oops, the cats or hanging out the laundry. it's pretty much an unspoken agreement ive had with my parents- i dont get on their nerves, and they'll let me have this broadband- oh, kidding. still, im not allowed to go out with my friends neither go to the grocery store alone. this is embarrassing to admit, but even as a 17 turning to 18, i still shut the curtains, and keep the tv low, and go hide in my room every time a stranger turns up on our front door. i have this silly thought that everyone that happens to come close to our house has some bad motives and could turn out as criminals or psychopaths. yeah, it's a harsh offence. but it's hard not to be paranoid when you live in the time when everyone is a potential threat. it's pretty much a survival instinct you're subjected to develop, living in the 21st century. or is it the 22nd century already? im not sure, im not fond of history myself. people, you can never be too careful nowadays.
okay, so back to my point. right now im not only itching to know my results for the recent mara interview ive attended, which pretty much is going to seal my chances of studying overseas, but im also itching to find a way to make my parents let me see WHY IS IT THAT I NEEEEEEEDDDDD TO GO TO PERAK NEXT WEEK. gosh ive never been more frustrated since that stupid debate round in state last year.
well i cant blame my parents for anything, since i know that they're too nervous to even let me cross the street on my own, let alone travel all the way to the other end of malaysia just with two girls for human shields. kidding. :D im not sure if i want to go myself, since it's very close to the day that my mom's leaving for her umrah, and if both of us are not home, who's going to feed dad? but when i relive those moments of having nothing else to attend to and spend my time on than debating, and having the chance of feeling butterflies in my stomach again when we wait for the results to be announced after each round of debate, and laughing at the silly, witty and sometimes painful remarks by the debaters, and getting standing ovations at the end of the speech- i think, oh gosh, i couldnt miss it for the world. besides, this could be the last time im ever going to let myself get involved any kinds of debate activity. after this, nada. im a doctor-to be. i need to spend more time studying corpses and human anatomy if i want to claim that tittle. haha. dr. syafiqah. sounds good to my ears. :D
gtg, the men in black are on, wont miss it for the world. except if suddenly mom calls and tells me PIKA YOU CAN GO TO PERAK! TEEEHEEEEE
which is, im sure, NEVER GOING TO HAPPEN.
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