Tuesday, May 04, 2004
Stupid Conversation

While I was ironing some clothes in my parents room, my father casually sparked a conversation with me about my screwed-up love life. For the past few days, he has been hitting on that with his tak-jadi jokes.

Dad: Why [ex's name] no longer visit you?

*getting very defensive and prepared to attack*

Me: WHATEVER FOR?!?!?!?

Dad: Still friends?

Me: DO YOU HAVE A PROBLEM?

Dad: You used to call him 'my love'

@&)#!@#!. Did I? Even if I did, it's history! Remind me not to mention that in front of him!

Dad: He visits you in Bukit Jalil issit?

*quickly cut him off*

Me: WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU? OF ALL THINGS, WHY DO YOU HAVE TO ASK ABOUT ALL THAT NONSENSE?

Dad: I am just showing my concern. Don't want you to get distracted. Your attention should be on your books.

Me: YES. ARE YOU TRYING TO TURN ME INTO THOSE IRON FEMALES or 'FUGGING NERDS?' ? Well, in case you are, I am NOT.

Dad: You must understand, we are spending so much $$$ on your education. Just want to know who you are befriending with.

Me: FINE.

'what's the issue man? it's not that i fellate every single dick i meet or something like that..' neither am i coming back home with an upgraded status of being a biological mother. sigh..

That conversation would not have been that blissful if I didn't get myself involve with someone nine years my senior at the moment. It wasn't so much about my ex but about my current so-called love life. It's not even a relationship. It's baseless and it's not taking anyone anywhere. And the Que-Sera-Sera thing isn't helping me any much. Confiding in some other guys (rebound process) is really a f-ked up thing to do but if it helps, why not. Feeling jilted, desolated and manipulated. If it's really a mind game, then let me be forsaken.

FCUK THIS! Going to get my things done!


n-g || 12:16 am || ||
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