Saturday, March 15, 2008
Homebound.
My dad is really surprising at times. So anyway, daddy's got me a credit card. Don't get me wrong, I'm not here to brag or anything. Ho no, I don't even think its brag-worthy. Its just that the thought of it makes me feel like I'm growing up so fast and too fast out of a sudden and I want it to stop, but nopes. Guess what, it won't.
In the past I had a curfew, and when I came home, my dad or mom or sometimes both, would be downstairs waiting. Sure, there were times when I pushed the limits,and they would be mad and irked because I made them wait. Feeling guilty, I would always ask them not to stay up waiting, and yet they would always be there everytime I came home. Those were the times. Now that I have the keys to the house, there are no lights on and no one waiting when I get home anymore. There are no more "tell me what time you will be home" calls. Now, I'm allowed to, and even expected to spend a day or two at home, before leaving for hall for the rest of the week.
The freedom, the independence makes me feel sad.
It really does.):
On a lighter note, Happy Birthday, Vincent! Heh I can't believe 3 years later your hair's gonna be razored down to ground zero like how Wei's was. (or any other army guy's, for that matter.) Love you, you idiotic, irritating, retarded, taller-than-me, fatter-than-me closet cam-whore.(:
Okay, je vais faire mon le travil d'école now. Au revoir!
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