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Monday, September 27, 2010
I resigned
I was searching for time to pen this down.
Decided to go car-less till dad comes back.
Mother drove me up to the wall and went up to the brim.
Once and for all I've decided to let it go.
Read:
MY MOTHER PISSED ME OFF.
Here the story goes.
Im tired of driving especially when I have to be the chauffer going from a place to another.
Besides, Im still having post traumatic (nobody knows about this) eversince that stupid accident happened.
So doing something that I hate is what I call TORTURE.
Yeah, I felt tortured to send everyone to work and then send myself to work. I felt tortured to fetch mom at different bank and then back to base then go back home.
But again, I force myself to continue doing that thinking, well if it makes my mom happy, why not?
And I was not only her chaffuer, Im being controlled by mom.
I hate it when people tell me what to do next while driving. Afterall my judgement and yours wont be the same.
Whats more when she made me drive to different routes and then go back to the same route where we originally came from. To make things worse, all the routes were blessed with congestion.
And her being FREAKING FICKLED MINDED doesnt help at all when Im practically frantically drivng.
She got me all confused, worked up & stressed seated behind the wheels.
As of 25 Sept, I gave up on driving.
Its been 3days I officially go public.
My boyfriend yak at me for not driving and I gave him a good preach & yelled at him.
It feels god damn good especially when you've kept it to yourself for nine freaking month.
I didnt talk to mother. Im still pissed. Let time calm me down.
Dad, come back. I need you. WE need you BADLY.
My Mother.
Oh Well.
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