Whenever I'm alone with you...
*sigh* i miss cary. last night was rather...wonderful. :D
we had lunch at the Cheesecake Factory and watched Dodgeball.
cary was the cutest little boy. ever.
me and tiff in korea town tomorrow. awesome. also, we'll finally get to meet up with araceli because i haven't talked to her in the longest time. mmm, and we're gonna watch the "stepford wives" despite from the bad reviews i've heard...it shall be grand.
argh. as much as i hate saying things like this...
my parents make me so mad. i can never change how they feel...or pretend to not hear those damaging things being said my way... i'm so desensitized. i just need to ignore it.
i'm sorry. i'm sorry i'm not the daughter they want me to be. i'm sorry things came out so wrong. all they do is assume and never want to accept. i'm sorry i have my own thoughts and that i have feelings and can express them. i'm sorry that i don't live in a culture where children are encouraged to "shut up" and blindly follow. how unfortunate that i turned out to be like this. everything is a problem. nothing is ever good enough. hmmm, and i think it even got to a point where my mom said i probably didn't get into UCLA because i 1) didn't pray enough to God and i deserved that because it was some sort of punishment 2) blah blah blah...something...because i didn't even listen to the second reason since that first one was really so uncalled for and nonsensical. i mean, it's bad enough already...
wow, that's just like saying: yeah, i think you deserved to be diagnosed with cancer because you don't (insert verb here) like i do.
gee, thanks mom and dad, i love you too.
well, whatever. same old shit. thank goodness i'm so strong and don't fall for their irrational rationalization anymore. yes, my parents that think jackie chan movies are like the best, most interesting movies ever made....that thought "Lost in Translation" was boring and uninteresting and said "American Beauty" was "too sexy" for me to even watch, so they hid it from me when i was 17.
i'm not them.
we had lunch at the Cheesecake Factory and watched Dodgeball.
cary was the cutest little boy. ever.
me and tiff in korea town tomorrow. awesome. also, we'll finally get to meet up with araceli because i haven't talked to her in the longest time. mmm, and we're gonna watch the "stepford wives" despite from the bad reviews i've heard...it shall be grand.
argh. as much as i hate saying things like this...
my parents make me so mad. i can never change how they feel...or pretend to not hear those damaging things being said my way... i'm so desensitized. i just need to ignore it.
i'm sorry. i'm sorry i'm not the daughter they want me to be. i'm sorry things came out so wrong. all they do is assume and never want to accept. i'm sorry i have my own thoughts and that i have feelings and can express them. i'm sorry that i don't live in a culture where children are encouraged to "shut up" and blindly follow. how unfortunate that i turned out to be like this. everything is a problem. nothing is ever good enough. hmmm, and i think it even got to a point where my mom said i probably didn't get into UCLA because i 1) didn't pray enough to God and i deserved that because it was some sort of punishment 2) blah blah blah...something...because i didn't even listen to the second reason since that first one was really so uncalled for and nonsensical. i mean, it's bad enough already...
wow, that's just like saying: yeah, i think you deserved to be diagnosed with cancer because you don't (insert verb here) like i do.
gee, thanks mom and dad, i love you too.
well, whatever. same old shit. thank goodness i'm so strong and don't fall for their irrational rationalization anymore. yes, my parents that think jackie chan movies are like the best, most interesting movies ever made....that thought "Lost in Translation" was boring and uninteresting and said "American Beauty" was "too sexy" for me to even watch, so they hid it from me when i was 17.
i'm not them.