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title: Parents

date: Monday, October 12, 2009

Why are my parents so strick on me ? :( is it because i have two older brothers that are .. old and they think im not capable of looking after myself ? Seriously , because im a girl , and im only 13 .... turning 14 in ... 59 days - i think . HOLY SHIT , THATS SO CLOSE , LIKE ONLY TWO MORE MONTHS , OMG . anyways , back to the topic . well , my parents are a nono to outings , its now the holidays , and i havent really .. been out with friends , i've only been out to cousins house , friends house ( hardly ) umm , local shops, out with brother and cousins .

Like , i wanted to go jess's birthday outing thing on tuesday , i asked mum and she goes ' GO WITH YOUR BROTHER , and so i went with my oldest brother which is now 21 == . but i didnt want to go wiht jessieca with my brother there , I as asked to go parra with thao and her friends , but , i dont know if mum would let , i want to ask her if i can go , but i cbf , cos i know she is most likely to say no .

OFFFFFT . IM SO PISSED OFF NOW , I just asked mum whats the age when i can go out , and she said 18, im like WTFING right now , im going to ask her again . SUCH A DOUCH . SERIOUSLY .

JEEEEEEEEEEEEEEBUS

she said 18 again . IM FUCKEN PISSED OFFFFF .

Why cant she let me go out :( everyone else is , im always the one not going out and stuck at home . Are they scared i might meeet a guy i like and date him or something ? pssshh , too late for that buddaye . If they didnt know , i feel so icilated because im not going out , not going out makes me want to do bad things . It makes things .. worse without them knowing about it . They dont know whats going on .... If only they were in my shoes .

OH FOR FUCKS SAKE .

When im fucken 18 im fucken moving out , so i can do what ever i want .. when ever i want . Or i can just fucken run away .

:@

Farrrrrr , LOL . im bad anyways , i've had this 'SECRET' phone for me for like 2 months and they havent found out yet . They wont let me get a phone till im - ' Older' .

Oh wells .

Im out .

posted by JLIM/ANDRE @ 9:45 PM
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