I have only one life. And I am a teenager. With parents like mine, you have to make sacrifices. But lately, these sacrifices are too much for me to take. They say, grow up, just think about them. But they are too wired up for me. For once, i would like to do something and not feel guilty. Can i keep this up till i get my diploma?

My silence and conforming is getting painful. In a world where emotions mean shit and replaced by logic and a place where dwelling and listening to urself is replaced by thoughts of how to survive and how to be looked up upon, is there any space for breaking out from this? Because there are more important things in life than money. Than status. Than being the best of the best.

We are worse than bloody animals.

I want to get away but they are getting old. Whoever came up with filial piety ought to be shot.
Or maybe i am trying too hard to please them and everybody else around me.

OR maybe, just maybe, i am PMS-ing again.