im very mad at my father. VERY VERY mad. we were supposed to go to moyang house. i was wearing an acceptable piece of clothing. its not even sexy or revealing but he asked me to wear something presentable. okays. WHAT PART OF PRESENTABLE he means. i asked. i asked and he gave me a stupid answer. “melayu and sopan” define me what is that. WEARING TUDUNG IS IT. if you want me to wear tudung, then SAY IT. dont go beat ONE round the bush and make my blood boil because i dont appreciate sacarsticness. he took it out on my mother okays. he thinks i didnt know he was mad before and he had to yakked at my mom’s for being slow. it was nothing he should be angry about. NOT AT MY MOM.
i was patience. my level of tolerance of patience is very high. VERY HIGH and the only thing that ticked me off was the fact he was sacarstic to me. i cant handle people especially those very close to me, say things in such a manner that actually wants to teach me something but use the wrong approach. and i couldnt handle it so i storm off. i practically answered back and storm off. i was like,
” ABAH KALAU TAK SUKA, TAK PAYAH NAK CKP MCM GITU. you have NO idea how you said it, IM NOT GOING”
he knows la he is in the wrong. he asked me to go too but i shut the door. tak masuk akal betul tau.
im TWENTY THREE.
i go out with my date, i tell you. i go out with my best friends, i tell you. i EXPLAIN. everyday i call home. i make sure i call you. i ask you to pick me up but you say you tired. nevermind. i know how tired work can be. i make sure i dont go home late everytime. nowadays i go home after work okays. and you assume i go movies everytime which is a big lie.you want me to be honest but i cant see you being understanding with me. might as well i dont tell you anything UNLESS if you can START treating me like an adult. i dont know WHY you see me as a child still. is it because i dont wear tudung. is it because i dont know how to cook. is it because i dont know much islamic views. are those measures you can adulthood. fine. i understand where i stand in this. i ADMIT im not as good but please take a look at your daughter for once.
YOU DONT SEEM TO KNOW HOW HARD IM TRYING FOR WORK AND LIFE. HOW MUCH DIFFERENCE I MADE TO PEOPLE”s LIFE.
dont seem to know. and dont tell me you know me best. because MAMA SUMJA KNOWS ME MORE.