Useless rant.
Am I wrong or are parents at least supposed to make some decisions for us? I know that we're suppose to learn from our mistakes (or successes) and such, but I think it's getting a bit ridiculous.
My mom has to ask me what I want to eat for EVERY single meal, even after I've repeatedly said that she can make me whatever she wants. She wants direction. I suppose she works well when she knows what she's supposed to do. It's like she's not creative at all. Sometimes I just want a mom that's actually a mom. One that tells me that I should eat whatever she makes me. One that will surprise me with creative dishes that she tried making. I know there are plenty of people who have the exact opposite problem from me, wanting more freedom and such, but believe me, it's not that great. She just gets SO annoying after while. It's like she can't make decisions for herself! Harsh, I know. But day after day for the past two and half years is not fun. She wasn't like this when my dad was still here. But maybe that's only because my dad was an obtight, bossy, person. Perfect balance?
Maybe that's why I enjoy going to Hong Kong so much. It's a nice change (meaning I have my dad there to boss me around). I like change, I crave change. I think that's part of why I don't get along with my mom. She could do the same things everyday for the rest of her life for all she cares, she doesn't crave more. She doesn't want to try new things and go new places. That annoys me so much. I'm like the total opposite of her. I love trying new things and always crave going to places that I've never been to before.
What triggered all of this you ask? Right in the middle of my boring history reading and studying for my 3 chinese tests this week (ridiculous!!) she asked me what I want for breakfast tomorrow morning. I say just make me anything and she insists on nagging me and saying, "If you don't tell me what to make, how will I know what you want?" I tried to hide my annoyed tone and said, "Just pick for me, I don't care." You'd think that would be the end of it but NOOOOOOOO. She gets mad at ME and says, "JUST TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT SO I CAN MAKE IT." I wish my mom could speak English. I would be able to express myself so much better. You know how sometimes a situation passes and you regret not saying something so you keep replaying the situation in your head about what would've happened if you said something? (Maybe it's just me.) That's what happened. I think this entry is long enough. I should stop. I'll finish homework, finish watching 24 and take a late night shower. That'll calm me down. I love late night showers. Le sigh.
My mom has to ask me what I want to eat for EVERY single meal, even after I've repeatedly said that she can make me whatever she wants. She wants direction. I suppose she works well when she knows what she's supposed to do. It's like she's not creative at all. Sometimes I just want a mom that's actually a mom. One that tells me that I should eat whatever she makes me. One that will surprise me with creative dishes that she tried making. I know there are plenty of people who have the exact opposite problem from me, wanting more freedom and such, but believe me, it's not that great. She just gets SO annoying after while. It's like she can't make decisions for herself! Harsh, I know. But day after day for the past two and half years is not fun. She wasn't like this when my dad was still here. But maybe that's only because my dad was an obtight, bossy, person. Perfect balance?
Maybe that's why I enjoy going to Hong Kong so much. It's a nice change (meaning I have my dad there to boss me around). I like change, I crave change. I think that's part of why I don't get along with my mom. She could do the same things everyday for the rest of her life for all she cares, she doesn't crave more. She doesn't want to try new things and go new places. That annoys me so much. I'm like the total opposite of her. I love trying new things and always crave going to places that I've never been to before.
What triggered all of this you ask? Right in the middle of my boring history reading and studying for my 3 chinese tests this week (ridiculous!!) she asked me what I want for breakfast tomorrow morning. I say just make me anything and she insists on nagging me and saying, "If you don't tell me what to make, how will I know what you want?" I tried to hide my annoyed tone and said, "Just pick for me, I don't care." You'd think that would be the end of it but NOOOOOOOO. She gets mad at ME and says, "JUST TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT SO I CAN MAKE IT." I wish my mom could speak English. I would be able to express myself so much better. You know how sometimes a situation passes and you regret not saying something so you keep replaying the situation in your head about what would've happened if you said something? (Maybe it's just me.) That's what happened. I think this entry is long enough. I should stop. I'll finish homework, finish watching 24 and take a late night shower. That'll calm me down. I love late night showers. Le sigh.