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Info  If you've found this blog, then chances are great that you know me. I'm just a regular asian schoolgirl, and there's nothing out of the ordinary with me. But alongside that, I am a violinist, an artist, a model, a travel enthusiast, and a web designer. I love many things such as: my culture, foreign languages, books, stuffed animals, the rain, and animals. In the same breath, I dislike a few things. These few would consist of: homework, cold weather, milk, heights and crowded beaches. I also have my share of hopes and dreams alongside everyone else.
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Monday, August 4, 200811:10 PM
Frustrated
Fact: I'm frustrated with you  If you can't already tell, I'm quite aggravated with you. Actually, I'm so angry, I want to cuss you out to hell and back. But really, I can't do that now. I can't say it to your face because it's &!$*ing 'disrespectul'. Well, why don't you show me some respect, when I give you yours every single day?! When you talk or scold me, I shut my trap and listen. I don't defend myself in any way, I freaking listen. So why can't you do the same? Oh that's right, I'm not allowed to defend myself, I'm not allowed to talk back or anything? So what am I to do? Recede into the corner? That's probably what you want isn't it? Well, you're sure as hell not getting that from me. You have no right to call me 'stupid' over and over, laughing, while you're the one that didn't go to college. Want to know why? Because you got yourself knocked up and got a shotgun wedding. I'm not stupid. I've known that I was an accident since the third grade. Because wanna know how? I did the !#$%ing math. You're such a hypocrite, telling me not to have sex before marriage, when you only got married because you were pregnant. Why would I anyway? I find the whole act stupid and beastly. Sure it's fun to laugh about, but that's because I'm ignorant and I dont want to ^%*# up my life like you did yours. I'll remain a virgin for the rest of my life because really, I don't care. If you hate this man and think he's stupid as much as you say, then why did you sleep with him? He didn't rape you. The feeling was mutual. Really, I don't give that I wouldn't be here if you didn't because then I wouldn't need to go through all this crap with you. I would never need to see you, or him. You don't really know how to raise kids. There. I said it. Look at me, I think you did a down right horrid job. You taught us to follow the rules by breaking us down. And look at yourselves, did you ever follow any rules? I didn't think so. You taught us not to cry. Can you see me now? I have tears streaming down my face because of you. I really hate you right now, but I know I'm gonna get over it and talk to you as if nothing happened tomorrow morning. You know why? Because I forgive, something you didn't learn in that third world country of yours. You timed us to see how fast we ate, and if we didn't finish breakfast in ten minutes, we were screamed at. That's just sick and wrong. You threatened to kick out my sister because she brought home a B-. Oh, a correction, you did kick her out for a night because she did. You lecture me for hours for things I do wrong. Why hasn't anyone lectured you yet? I know whenever we go and visit, the family looks down on you because of your stupid mistake. But they have enough respect for you to not say anything. Then where's mine? You don't show up at anything, nothing I do is ever good enough for you. You forced me to watch that dumb spelling bee to show me how 'stupid' I was. Then how come you aren't up there ranting letters out like the rest of the asian kids? Heh, what have you ever done that's been absolutely amazing? I see no plaques, or any certificates of anything. So you accuse my of running up the phone bill when I haven't even turned the damn thing on in forever. And you force me to pay you back for it. There, one hundred, thirty nine dollars and sixty-four cents. Are you happy? It's right there in the palm of your hand. And then you proceed to laugh and scream at how stupid and foolish I was, and how I'm stupid like my 'stupid' father. I'm half of you, that make you stupid too doesn't it? If I'm the fool, then what are you? ---- |
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