exam stress

oh this blogg of mine, i`ve neglected you for 7554688764684654 dino years. so many stuffs have happened. like what`s life without happenings.guess it was just a matter of time, when my mama finds out about it, and you know how things can just occur when you least expected it. i still cant believe at that point of time, i was still fooling around, till the shock of the century came about. BOO. my mama pulled over, and i got on the car, leaving you to walk out there to get a taxi. let the interrogation begin, cross-out liberty, demolished freedom, start the sex talks[like that`s the only thing, that fills our brains, please we got better things to think about]. tell me about understanding, love and care from parents. they all seem to have undergone some brainwashing machines, annihilating emotions, feelings. have you spare a thought for your own flesh and blood, by telling me about consequences and all those bullshiit, isnt what i want to hear from any of you. `cause that isnt a display of your 'care and concern', if you think it is, then its too bad, you just used the wrong method to teach your child, therefore i declare you all, failure as parents. you are saying you are a failure cause of giving too much free-will, that i cheated your trust and do such stuffs behind your backs. apparently, that`s just not how you defined yourself as a failure. trying to stopp me, doesnt mean its going to benefit. even though a minority of foolish people, ends up in newspapers having abortions during their teen-years, doesnt mean i have no brain and will do the same thing in a moment of foolishness. if you think i would, and that i`m cheap and all that, please you dont even know your daughter and you have no right to even judge her and criticize her. so just let me live my own life, you can advice but you cant control my life and shape it the way you want me to be. i`ve not derelict my studies, so dont just assume that all because i`m in some relationship, my fucking life is ruin and that i dont want to even study and i cant prioritise, i dont know what the hell i`m doing. maybe i dont know what i`m doing, but at least i`m not doing anything that is wrong in who`s ever eyes. my dad, you got no right to talk to me about anything, not my studies nor my life, you can just carry on with all your threats and fucking detestable ego. i dont care, cause i dont even respect you, apart from you providing me cash, i feel i`ve got nothing else related to you. well, i`ll definitely thank you if you`d stopped, its kinda getting on my nerves. dont come whinning to me, where you used-to-be naiive daughter is now, and that i`ve changed to a totally calous girl, who doesnt give a damn to this bloody world, except money, food and friends. there`s more than just those stuff. i dont socialise doesnt mean, i dont give a shiit about anything. please, what do you want me to talk to your friends about. keeping mum doesnt only mean giving attitude. for goodness sake, i got nothing to talk to them about, and also you cant expect me to smile 24o7. it`s just stupid k. i`m like that, and what are you going to do about that. ugh!


THIS IS AFFECTING ME HELL FUCKING SHIT ALOT ALOT ALOT ALOT!!!
is that how you show concern to your child. i really hope this agony will end soon. i dont want to end up in class 3/5 next year again, so JUST LET ME STUDY will you. all your lectures, makes me feel so sick at home, that all i want to do at home is sleep. at least i wont see you in my dreams.




just let me be.

will the violins be playing? 09:25 ;