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Friday, October 17, 2008
Goodness.
I don't want to sound like an ordinary, normal teenager ranting out here, otherwise nobody will ever take me seriously in later events. So yeah.

Look.
I'm sorry Ma.
I'm really, really sorry for being so rude nowadays.
I know I should say sorry to the rest of the family too, but yeah, you're the more significant one right now, right in this situation.
As a teen, I can't understand why something like one sentence spoken by me can trigger off a long lecture from an adult like you.
I was walking around the house and consuming a piece of fruit, and you called me a pain and brought up the subject on how I failed Math.
Please, tell me how flunking a subject in school can be connected to strolling around the place eating.
What is so wrong about walking around eating??

Well, that was a few days ago.
But you're still being very edgy.
And it's putting a strain in the family.
And I know you love me, but I cannot get your way of showing it. Seriously, threatening to take me out of school if I don't take double Math? I understand that Math is important, but can I cope as one of the worst students in the world?
And please stop saying that I'm trying my best to fail Math just to spite your face and reputation. You said I was unteachable, and told me I was a goner in life. Oh, did I mention you hit me with a heavy Math textbook and cut my hair so I went to school looking like the laughing stock I have always been?
If you don't remember that, well, no surprise there.
When I answer questions and you cannot hear them, it can lead to a screaming spree, from YOU.
There's no need to shout. Like you said, I should be polite and ask people nicely. You're my senior, but you're not being very polite yourself.
And you wonder why I'm so rude.
I don't smile much anymore, do I?
I'm stressed, Ma. you are too.
Be please, trust me when I say that I'm worried for you, and I hope you don't bash your head over problems that aren't yours.
It's my fault anyway.
I know I'm in the wrong, and I know I can't admit it.
I'm just to conceited and selfish to apologise to you.
I've become cruel. I don't seem like it, but there were points in this time where I actually enjoyed playing around with the answers to questions you posed for me, mentally torturing you.
Because I thought, what's a little bit of mind games from me compared to what you've done to me?
But I'm not going to do it any longer.
So yes, I'm sorry.
But I also feel that I'm not the only one who should apologise.
Please think about this should you ever see this.
Wow look at how pointless I am.
She's yelling at me now. Again.
Bye.
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