BLOODY MOTHER-FUCKING TWO-FACED BITCH!! YOU TALK ABOUT HIM BEHIND HIS BACK BUT WHEN SOMETHING GOES WRONG, YOU TAKE HIS SIDE. YOU BITCH AND COMPLAIN TO US, TO ME ESPECIALLY, ABOUT HOW DISAPPOINTING HE IS, HOW IRRESPONSIBLE HE IS, BUT WHEN SOMETHING LIKE THIS HAPPEN, YOU BLAME ME. IN YOUR EYES, EVEYTHING I DO IS NOT RIGHT. EVERYTHING I DO DOES NOT GET YOUR APPROVAL. NOT EVEN ONE. CAN'T EVEN REMEMBER THE LAST TIME WHEN YOU ACTUALLY AGREE WITH OR APPROVE OF SOMETHING THAT I WANT OR SOMETHING THAT I DO.YOU DON'T EVEN APPROVE OF MY COURSE OF STUDY. YOU FORK-TONGUED BITCH!! YOU SAY YOU WILL RESPECT WHATEVER COURSE I DECIDE TO TAKE. IN THE END, YOU KEPT HARPING ON HOW MUCH BETTER IT COULD HAVE BEEN SHOULD I HAVE TAKEN SOMETHING ELSE. TEACHING. YOU WANT ME TO TEACH? YOU KEPT HARPING ABOUT ME BEING A TEACHER. THEN, WHEN I GIVE TUITION TO SOMEONE ELSE, YOU SAY I RATHER SPENT MORE TIME AND EFFORT ON OTHER PEOPLE WHO IS OF NO BLOOD RELATION TO ME RATHER THAN HELP MY OWN BROTHER WITH HIS STUDIES? WHAT THE BLOODY HELL DO YOU ACTUALLY WANT FROM ME!? MAKE UP YOUR MIND!! WHEN I TURNED 18 AND HE WANTED TO REGISTER ME FOR A DRIVING LICENSE, YOU SAID I SHOULD TAKE IT AT MY OWN TIME. DON'T RUSH MYSELF IF I WASN'T READY. CONCENTRATE ONE-BY-ONE. DON'T TRY TO JUGGLE SO MANY THINGS AT ONE TIME. THEN YOU HEARD THAT YOUR FRIEND'S CHILD ALREADY HAS A DRIVING LICENSE. AND NOW YOU'RE PUSHING ME TO GET A LICENSE. WAD DE FUCK DO YOU WANT FROM ME!! WHY DO YOU SEEM TO HATE EVERYTHING I DO? YOU WANT ME TO DO WELL IN MY STUDIES. EXPECTS ME TO DO WELL. TO BE A ROLE MODEL TO MY YOUNGER SIBLINGS. BUT WHENEVER SOMETHING LIKE THIS HAPPENS, YOU SARCASTICALLY SAY "I GUESS THIS IS WHAT I GET FOR HAVING A CHILD WHO IS TOO EDUCATED OR AT LEAST MORE EDUCATED THAN ME." WELL SCREW YOU!! TO HELL WITH EVERYTHING!! I DUN WAN ALL THAT!! I DUN WANT TO BE STH FOR YOU TO SHOW OFF TO YOUR FRENS AND USE IT AGAINST ME WHENEVER WE FIGHT. HAVE YOU ANY IDEA HOW MUCH IT HURTS!! ALL YOU DO IS PUT THE BLAME ON ME!! EASY FOR YOU ISN'T IT? ALL YOU HAD TO IS POINT A FINGER AT ME AND YOU HAVE WON THE FIGHT. GREAT. CONGRATULATIONS. YOU HAVE WON THE FIGHT. AGAIN. THANKS FOR MAKING ME CRY. AGAIN. THANKS FOR PUTTING ME BACK ONTO THAT EMOTIONAL "IM-SO-DISAPPOINTED WITH MYSELF" SWING. YET AGAIN. A GREAT BIG ROUND OF APPLAUSE. HOPE YOU ARE PROUD OF YOURSELF. DAMN YOU!! TONIGHT I'M GOING TO CRY MYSELF TO SLEEP AGAIN. YOU BIMBO!!
