Ok. Back to blogging. Things are getting fine now between me and Shuvee (Suveer) but not between me and my mum. I guess it's just getting worse after the incident about me and my boyfriend. I just hate her more for believing things that i really didn't do and I don't know how to talk to her again like how i used to. She just clearly shows that she don't have a fucking trust for me at least. She chose to believe what my fucking form teacher told her that really weaken my relationship strength with my boyfriend. My mum chose to believe that i did something sexually with Shuvee inside the classroom. I'm telling this to the whole world now and im not gonna say this to protect myself or whatever shit you want to think of but what really happened was, Shuvee and I didn't do anything. We will never ever do such stupid things in class! The reason why teachers are telling those kind of fucking lies is because firstly, they don't like their students to have a boyfriend. Duh. As if they are my mother. If my mother allow me to have a boyfriend, then who on earth are they to restrict me? Secondly, I observed that teachers are choosing who must I mix with. Like duh? Who are they in my fucking life to tell me not to mix with .... and .... ? They have no fucking right to restrict me and choose who must i mix with because i wasn't born from their vagina!
I really hate teachers who are exceeding their rights and my mum who didn't listen to me before she believed those faggots. Since that day (End Yr Report Book release), I dont talk to my mum as much as i did before. Her face is one kind of hideous witch for me. And its good to know that she can't handle my rebelling! Good heavens.
If my mum happened to read my blog, I want to tell her this:
" I HATE YOU , I will make sure I will slip away from you someday like how sand slip through your fingers...so you dont have to take control of my life because my life is not yours, its mine. And if you think you know what's the best for me, think again. Before you talk so much and brag so much about my grades, hey, i passed my end year. Wasnt that enough? Don't be so perfectionist because Im not a perfect daughter and you're not a fucking perfect mother either. "
Oh whatever. Anyway, congratulations to the Philippine National Boxer Manny Pacquiao (The Fighter of the Decade) for winning the match between the Mexican boxer De la Hoya...AGAIN.
