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* Wednesday, July 18, 2007 *
I always feel that I'm young, inexperienced, having the need and urge to learn more stuff from peers, seniors, mentors, whoever. Sometimes, I act a little too impulsive, saying words that are a little too harsh, think too much like a kid. People around me ask me not to worry as I'm still young. True, I'm still a teenager, rightfully. I probably have the liberty to act like one still. But I don't wish people around me to keep forgiving me and letting me have my way. I would rather them tell me where have I gone wrong, how should I go about doing it right, and making sure I don't repeat the mistakes.
That would more or less refer to peers and seniors around me. My colleagues like June, Geraldine and Bern taught me a lot along the way. I've made mistakes, I've learned. Friends that are slightly older than me in gym talk to me about anything, everything. I've learned from them a lot of not just morals or values, but priceless experiences. I'm serious... That means a lot to me. I love to communicate with people slightly more matured than me. It gives me the room to imagine and experience life in their age. Sort of giving me a alert warning sign before I hit my twenties or even thirties. Thanks pals. :)
My parents don't communicate much with me, they command. I greatly appreciated the days when they just order me to help out at stall. It gave me the exposure to real-life situations. (Although I still act like a CHA TAO 'woodblock') I became wiser, more street-smart in that case. I know how to speak to people in the right tone, be defensive when I have to, and plead like a puppy at the right time.
I tend to be a little stubborn n short-tempered towards family members. But oh well, I take after my dad too much. :( Sometimes it hurts to see my dad waking up earlier than I do, and sleeping much later than I do. Sometimes I feel bad talking back n cursing at my stepmom. Then and again, I always find opportunities to pay back. The guilt probably wont go away, but at least I feel better. (What a daughter you say).
I just wanna thank my parents for bringing me up the way I am. At least I'm not a spoilt-brat, not a little girl who only knows how to shop and spend money, a daughter who appreciates his dad's hard work. Thank god I'm not born with a silver/gold spoon in my mouth.
:)
ps. my mom asked why I don't wanna marry the friend that is soo rich (refer to previous post). I told her, "He doesn't like me..." Then she gave me the sadded face. LMAO.
Then I told her what the hell I have been doing in gym. She said, "Why don't you teach ur sister?" I replied, "I don't want holes in our house or earthquake in singapore."
Thats all for my rants. :)
That would more or less refer to peers and seniors around me. My colleagues like June, Geraldine and Bern taught me a lot along the way. I've made mistakes, I've learned. Friends that are slightly older than me in gym talk to me about anything, everything. I've learned from them a lot of not just morals or values, but priceless experiences. I'm serious... That means a lot to me. I love to communicate with people slightly more matured than me. It gives me the room to imagine and experience life in their age. Sort of giving me a alert warning sign before I hit my twenties or even thirties. Thanks pals. :)
My parents don't communicate much with me, they command. I greatly appreciated the days when they just order me to help out at stall. It gave me the exposure to real-life situations. (Although I still act like a CHA TAO 'woodblock') I became wiser, more street-smart in that case. I know how to speak to people in the right tone, be defensive when I have to, and plead like a puppy at the right time.
I tend to be a little stubborn n short-tempered towards family members. But oh well, I take after my dad too much. :( Sometimes it hurts to see my dad waking up earlier than I do, and sleeping much later than I do. Sometimes I feel bad talking back n cursing at my stepmom. Then and again, I always find opportunities to pay back. The guilt probably wont go away, but at least I feel better. (What a daughter you say).
I just wanna thank my parents for bringing me up the way I am. At least I'm not a spoilt-brat, not a little girl who only knows how to shop and spend money, a daughter who appreciates his dad's hard work. Thank god I'm not born with a silver/gold spoon in my mouth.
:)
ps. my mom asked why I don't wanna marry the friend that is soo rich (refer to previous post). I told her, "He doesn't like me..." Then she gave me the sadded face. LMAO.
Then I told her what the hell I have been doing in gym. She said, "Why don't you teach ur sister?" I replied, "I don't want holes in our house or earthquake in singapore."
Thats all for my rants. :)