Another weekend of being harassed by my parents. Mum wanted me to drive her everywhere, and do her homework (again). Actually, her homework wasn't that bad this time. The driving part was what pissed me off. Then Dad's just being Dad. Asking for the nth time whether I've filed my university applications, whether I can get into med school, can I get into law if I can't get into med BLAH BLAH BLAH. Then he keeps on asking me when I have holidays again--- oh I actually dread the upcoming holidays. I'd hate to spend more time with my parents, or get landed with the job of babysitting my sister.
My parents complain about my baby sister so much, I don't even know why they chose to have another child. They keep on trying to tell me that I should spend more time with her, teach her things etc. etc, because she's my sister. But goddammit I wasn't the one who decided to have a kid, and I am NOT ready for the responsibility of raising her. Like, I know we're family, but I'm fucking 18 and I don't want to feel like a parent. If I lived a few centuries ago, I probably wouldn't complain (or have the chance to complain), but right now I can't even take care of myself, let alone my baby sister.
Also she is soooo fucking annoying. Cute, yes, but it reeeeally doesn't make up for how annoying she is.
Then again, maybe it's not her problem. Maybe everything is my fault, as my parents suggested. Not that it's physically my fault, but maybe it has something to do with my shitty attitude towards everyone and everything. I do fall into those moods where I find everyone irritable and I think "fuck off" is an acceptable reply to everyone who tries to talk. It's like I'm in that sort of mood, but it's... prolonged and much more... mild. Except everything gets on my nerves, and I'm jumpy at every little thing which happens.
Man, I'd hate to be around myself. Teenage dilemmas.
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