Finally!!! After being away from the blogosphere, I finally get to blog again!!! Rejoice!!! *fireworks* Let's just hope tt I won't and never will get the same problem again... Tt sense of dis-connectedness... Tsk...
Anyway, my mood has taken a turn for the worse of late due to the online admission for the universities... It's not the online application's fault... It's once again my dad... He's creating all these uncessary stress for me in such a way tt I find it hard to concentrate and produce those optional essay tt I wanna include in the online application... I mean, can't he give me time to think through my essay and stop reminding me tt I still have a essay to write every other day... It's irritating and tt's driving my inspiration away...
Let's face it... If I can pen those essays on demand, then my [GP] grade wouldn't be so sucky and he doesn't have to remind me so often... Heck, I could even complete the both essay in a day if I'm tt good... But I'm not and he doesn't understand it...
Moreover, I have a feeling tt he doens't trust me very much... I mean, it's our practice to SMS him whenever I'm home from sch in the past, and now work... However, yesterday, when he didn't receive my SMS, he immediatedly assumed tt I've forgotten abt it as he didn't receive my SMS... I wouldn't be so mad if he had asked politely... But NO... When he came home, he questioned me with tt stern look of his, 'Your phone spoil is it? Never SMS me when you're home... If you're late, @ least SMS me la...' Tt enraged me... He could have asked if I did SMS him 1st before jumping to conclusions... If I had, which for the record, I did, then it's the delay in him receiving the SMS... It has nth to do with me already and thus, I've been wrongly accused yet again...
Then there's the matter of today... He saw me key in the application no. (I need it to pay the application fee to NUS via the ATM) in my HP and as we were abt to leave the house, he asked me if I have the application no. with me... 'I already save it in my phone what,' was my reply... Guess what happened next??? He blew his top and thundered if I'm playing punk with him... Oh for heaven's sake, indirectly, I'm saying 'yes'... But he obviously didn't catch it and has to be told directly with a 'yes'... Gee... Can't I give my answer in a more innovative way with the same meaning nonetheless??? *Tsk* With tt, my whole [Sat] was ruined...
He obviously doesn't understand me... When my plan is to stay @ home... I mean it... I do not wanna go out and I wanna, well, stay @ home and use the com... I can't believe he's so dense to be unable to see my point... I want my undisturbed weekend, doing what I want!!! Can't I even have tt simple wish of mine???
Before I sign off, sometimes I wonder if he's really trying to communicate with me... Today, when he blew his top, he asked what was my problem... Like hell am I gonna complain to him when he's angry... I doubt anyone would want to pour out their problems in tt manner, unless they've lost their minds...
After complaining... I guess it's my fault to begin with... If only I have noticed tt the NTU essay's optional, I would've 1 less essay to write and perhaps, none of these would happen le...
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