I hate it that every one on Instagram is going Dad Pa Da Doo Dee… I know I should forgive the old man sitting in my living room for never being there for me. Not putting much effort to raising me up. Not teaching me a single thing except fear.
His way of raising me up is to instill fear in me so that obedience will follow. He doesn’t know me and will never do too. There is this wall between me and him that is build up so high he can’t break it and I myself can’t bring it down anymore.
The truth is I don’t even know the role of a daughter to a father, a father to a dughter, a wife is to a husband and a husband is to a wife… I see such relationships in the movies learn from them pretend like I understand it but in actual I don’t.
It is miserable and saddening when the people around me believes mmy pretence.
HAPPY FATHER’S DAY to all the responsible dads out there who one way or another love their little girls and boys…
So a friend said to me. I saw your Facebook picures ur life looks so happening… that’s when I went to my own FB to take a good look at “Photos of you”.
I realized wow my life do looks happening… but what many don’t know is the sleepless nights and light headed days of dragging myself out of bed, to work, crawling to school… rolling back home…
But it is all worth it…
I know everyone must have had a childhood that they hated. Some says they get physical punishment for mistakes and some says they grew up without parents. My story is I grew up here and there everywhere…
I didn’t have a constant in my life. I have changes schools houses and countries.
How does one ever belong to one place? I really dream of stability… knowing neighbors and growing up in the same old house… I really wonder…
I am so tired from day dreaming.
My lecturer’s way of welcoming us to Second Year :D I am so excited (NOT!)
I really hav to go to Perth. I really need to go back soon. Very soon.
When your world falls apart what do you do?
Optimism or Having High Hopes?
A friend of mine said ” Are you sure you want to go out with me? It’s Friday. It’s couples’s date night.”
It made me realise Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday,Friday, Saturday or Sunday, it doesn’t matter. When you love someone and you want to see him or her it doesn’t have to be a fancy date. A fixed day, time or place.
When you miss someone you go over and meet them now…
Pimplies of the past and present!
No idea what I am gonna do for count down but my nails are ready babeh!
Maybe someday I will tear all my walls down. All the what ifs and do what I wanna do. I wont think about consequences or the set backs.
But age catches up. I am human after all.
Things become restricted.
I become old…
All the thing I wanna do becomes nothing but a dream.
Was looking through facebook and saw some of my Juniors pictures. And I thought “Wow, they aren’t little girls anymore.”
Then I saw my reflection on my phone… “Oh wow, I have grown up…”
I have started to travel alone. Pay my own bills. Fix my own lunch.
I have braced the meanness of society and seen the ugly side of humanity.
I am not that girl who cry at night cuz my mom doesn’t let me go out…
We’ve all grown up.
Talking about Guerilla warfare,
Science Center on a monday,
How random can we get?
I am glad I found u, u found me…
Three years ago it was bag filled with Hope, Aspirations and Dreams. Today it is just a dusty old bag… Where did my hope, aspirations and dream go?