back on the roll
after finishing that 50 fucking paged paper (mind you, 1.5 spacing!) for philo, i finally got to rest.
and somehow, everything i said was thrown back to my face.
--YESTERDAY--
me: i dont go out much.
bryan: you dont? let me guess, traditional strict chinese parents?
me: just my dad.
bryan: but then... **looks at my clothes**
me: oh he doesnt care about what i wear.
--TODAY--
me: im going to school at 7:30 tomorrow.
dad: why?
me: i have a routine guidance interview.
dad: bakit?! may kasalanan ka!?!?
me: its a routine interview. every year meron.
--a minute passes---
dad: next year wag ka na magsuot ng teeny teeny color. sabi pa ng uncle mo pangit. next year di ka na teenager.
me: **nothing**
fuck off, will you?
like you'd treat me any different if i started dressing like im going to a funeral.
and somehow, everything i said was thrown back to my face.
--YESTERDAY--
me: i dont go out much.
bryan: you dont? let me guess, traditional strict chinese parents?
me: just my dad.
bryan: but then... **looks at my clothes**
me: oh he doesnt care about what i wear.
--TODAY--
me: im going to school at 7:30 tomorrow.
dad: why?
me: i have a routine guidance interview.
dad: bakit?! may kasalanan ka!?!?
me: its a routine interview. every year meron.
--a minute passes---
dad: next year wag ka na magsuot ng teeny teeny color. sabi pa ng uncle mo pangit. next year di ka na teenager.
me: **nothing**
fuck off, will you?
like you'd treat me any different if i started dressing like im going to a funeral.