Dream a little dream of me
I don't like
I hate it when I'm treated like a baby/kid/child. I really don't like it.

I don't like it when my mum stands there while I'm cooking my food.
I don't like it when she asks me what I'm going to pack for lunch tmr for work or uni.
I don't like it when she packs the food for me.
I don't like it when my aunty comes and sees that my hair is braided and she goes 'wow you're so clever' like what am I? 10?!
I don't like it when she sees the height of my heels (shoes) and says 'Wow you wear these high heels? They're so tall' what am I? 10 again?
I don't like it when she tells me I'm tall enough. I like to express my height thanks.
I don't like it when mum reminds me to drink my medicine
I don't like it when mum calls me to come home at 10.
I don't like it when mum or dad calls me on a night that I go out before work and reminds me that I have work the next day. I don't care. If I come home at 12 I still manage to get a decent 7hr sleep.
I hate that mum and dad manage my life.
I don't like that mum still buys me stuff. Save the money and buy for yourself. (This is a positive)
I don't like that I have to come home and do the same thing over and over again. My life is monotonous.
I don't like how dinner is set. There ALWAYS has to be dinner every night. No day is complete without dinner. Mum and dad prepare dinner every day for the next night.
I don't like how mum and dad asks where me and my sisters are going and why. For example, to woolies. 'Why??' It's like she doesn't want us leaving the house ever.
I hate dad every time I go to a party. '10pm. That's it. You have work tmr. 11 is too late'.
I hate how I went to Melbourne and it still hasn't impacted on them and my early curfews in Sydney.
I hate how I went shopping by myself and my mum thinks I have a boyfriend.
I hate how dad gets pissed off coz everything doesn't go his way.

I can't wait til I leave this house and start living on my own and start doing things that I want to do.
I can't wait for the day that my parents don't check up on me when I'm going to parties after I've told them my plan on how I'm getting home.
I can't wait til I don't have to see this particular aunty in my life because all she ever does is judge me and treat me like a baby.
I can't wait til my parents realize how old I am and how old I'm going to be.
I can't wait til my parents give me and themselves a break because I'm not going to stay home for long.
I can't wait til I get a boyfriend and shove it up in their faces that I'm in control of myself.

I just can't freaking wait.


Friday, October 11, 2013 6:38 PM
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