Okay, so after I obsessed about this whole US trip for a month, my mom didn't allow me to go!!! It's my best friend's wedding and I could not be there for her special day. I don't understand why she doesn't seem to get how important this whole trip is to me. The more I get older, the more she's trying to put a leash around my neck. I hate it. I know it's "denial" on her part that she is indeed getting old. I have my own life and I couldn't live it the way I want to. I'm like a bird in her birdcage!!!!! The only way I could channel all my "rebellion" is through the credit card statement. I won't consider myself a big-spender but I must admit I'm an impulsive spender. HAAAY naku. Like a 12 year old, I sobbed like somebody bullied me or something.
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I wanted to fly but someone's preventing me from spreading my wings!
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