I am pretty confused whether I love my parents or I hate them.

HAHA.. That's inappropriate usage of words!

Sometimes I really feel that I have a love-hate relationship with my family.

And I hope I am not the only one out there?

Yesterday, I was so pissed at them for their lack of support for me. So pissed that I just walked super fast alone back home from where we had our dinner (OMG! Ain't it lucky that the dinner place was near my house!!). I didn't even wait for them. Just walked all the way and took the lift up. But stupid me didn't have the keys since I left home with my sis. So I stood like a dumbo outside my house, waiting for them to reach. While waiting for them, I was thinking of all the mean things to say to them if they ever ask why did I want to walk so rapidly back home when I don't have the keys.

Wanted to say things like, "I rather stand outside my house like a dumbo and NOT walk alongside of you all!"

But in the end, I didn't say it although they did ask. I just kept quiet and glared at them. Stomped into the house and straight into my room. Closed the door and pretend to study.

But in fact, I was fuming. So angry that I couldn't start studying.

They never apologise and I am not even sure if they know why am I so pissed off. But then, I woke up today in a neutral mood and my dad came and chat with me (usually nonsense.. HAHA.. okay... unimportant matters we will call it). I thought that maybe I should continue to be cold but I couldn't bear. So we acted like yesterday's episode didn't occur at all. That's how it usually is in my family.

And tonight, I finally brought them to "Udders". This fabulous MAO SHAN WANG ice cream place and treated them ice creams! Six full big scoops for our small family of four. HAHA.. my parents was horrified when they saw the amount of ice cream I ordered. LOL... But I told them I ordered more so that they wouldn't complain that I am stingy when I treat them food. LOL...

Anyway, I still find it queer, amazing and AMUSING. That I could be so mad at them till I wanted to shout mean stuff in their faces but the very next day, I am over-feeding them with palatable ice creams.

Am I mad? Maybe I am. I guess I still love them more than hate them. And anyway, Hate is such a wrong word to use. HAHA...

I am pretty confused whether I love my parents or I hate them.

HAHA.. That's inappropriate usage of words!

Sometimes I really feel that I have a love-hate relationship with my family.

And I hope I am not the only one out there?

Yesterday, I was so pissed at them for their lack of support for me. So pissed that I just walked super fast alone back home from where we had our dinner (OMG! Ain't it lucky that the dinner place was near my house!!). I didn't even wait for them. Just walked all the way and took the lift up. But stupid me didn't have the keys since I left home with my sis. So I stood like a dumbo outside my house, waiting for them to reach. While waiting for them, I was thinking of all the mean things to say to them if they ever ask why did I want to walk so rapidly back home when I don't have the keys.

Wanted to say things like, "I rather stand outside my house like a dumbo and NOT walk alongside of you all!"

But in the end, I didn't say it although they did ask. I just kept quiet and glared at them. Stomped into the house and straight into my room. Closed the door and pretend to study.

But in fact, I was fuming. So angry that I couldn't start studying.

They never apologise and I am not even sure if they know why am I so pissed off. But then, I woke up today in a neutral mood and my dad came and chat with me (usually nonsense.. HAHA.. okay... unimportant matters we will call it). I thought that maybe I should continue to be cold but I couldn't bear. So we acted like yesterday's episode didn't occur at all. That's how it usually is in my family.

And tonight, I finally brought them to "Udders". This fabulous MAO SHAN WANG ice cream place and treated them ice creams! Six full big scoops for our small family of four. HAHA.. my parents was horrified when they saw the amount of ice cream I ordered. LOL... But I told them I ordered more so that they wouldn't complain that I am stingy when I treat them food. LOL...

Anyway, I still find it queer, amazing and AMUSING. That I could be so mad at them till I wanted to shout mean stuff in their faces but the very next day, I am over-feeding them with palatable ice creams.

Am I mad? Maybe I am. I guess I still love them more than hate them. And anyway, Hate is such a wrong word to use. HAHA...