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I feel the need to rebel;

Is it wrong, pray tell.

I am growing increasingly frustrated with my father and mother's attempts at parenting;

I understand that they worry but I cannot understand that they think I am not ready;

(for Pete's sake have you seen the way some people I know drive? )

(maybe you're just afraid I'll be like them and lose a life)

I understand that you worry but I cannot understand your preferences for clothing in Malaysian heat;

(maybe you're just afraid I'm going to turn out like those girls on the streets)

I'm going to grow up someday.

it is inevitable;

maybe if I love my freedom enough, I won't come home ;

I am beginning to find little ways to push out, to retaliate, to roll against the system. I cannot stand being at home any longer; I cannot stand the sight of them. Familiarity breeds contempt, contempt breeds despication. I want to go back to college, oh God! I must be really desperate.

Little ways? My computer is about to die very soon, maybe it's time for a notebook, hence another little way.

Our little youth event in church went well. Videos on the way :)
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