What's the gossip for today?

nil.

I randomly checked out this old worn out blog and realized that all my posts were mostly emo and sad and well not very much like me? Sadly I can't do much about that because thats the only time I actually feel like writing.

Anyway moving on...

Now that I'm not in Singapore my life has changed a lot. In good ways and bad.... tolerable and intolerable... there are some things that piss me off so bad I could go crazy! Like for example how I started dance classes in Pakistan.

You know I never even thought that over here I would find a dance teacher, it seemed pretty impossible but lucky me I did! So I ask my dad to drop me to my class as Pakistan does not have a safe public transport system or one that anyone from the slightly upper class could use. So first my dad spends around ten minutes just screaming at me. I would usually just shut up and listen you know but ... shit happens.... I finally got the courage to tell my dad that "HEY DAD I LIKE TO DANCE" .. boyy he kind of understood I guess because he did finally drop me off.

But damn it, because in the car the whole ride all I had to do was listen to him go on and on and on and on about how its not in our culture to dance or how muslims can't. I totally agree with him. But why can't he agree on the fact that keeping me very much away from "culture" for 10 years allowing me to do whatever I want and suddenly making me STOP everything is absolutely impossible. He needs to understand that yeah sometimes I try to be all Pakistani, by wearing shalwar kamiz or cooking once in a while I do have my own interests and hobbies. One's I have had for the past ten years. Suddenly I'm not allowed to be in a play or dance or perform or whatever. STUDY STUDY STUDY. It gets on my nerves.

All he ever says now a days is that I'm a problem in the house, well please kick me out then because at least I will have a little bit of freedom left... some that I could use. My mom and dad don't even trust me now. I think they don't. Yeah I did some stupid things but I said sorry. And yeah that doesn't change a lot but i tried. Its so annoying to think that the relationship with my mom is so different now. And its soo pissing off to think that the relationship with my dad now sucks.

I don't get any credit for doing well in school, or getting good remarks from teachers... all I get to hear is "STAY HOME YOU'RE GOING OUT TOO MUCH ITS NOT SAFE". God dammit I don't care if its safe or not anymore. Its not that bad. Not like I'm out in the middle of the night... anymore :P

Anyway the point is at this very second I am extremely pissed off and annoyed at my mom and my dad. For various reasons not to be mentioned... yet. :P

They told me to start writing again... they're like you would always be writing or something and now you just don't. BECAUSE I WANT TO DO OTHER THINGS. Interestes change. So do mindsets. I can't help it.

Sorry mom and sorry dad that I'm that spoilt bitchy brat I guess you never wanted? :D

CIAOOOOOOO