This will be short.
I got dragged out the house again. This time for a longer period (4 days). We're going to the wilderness (okay, that's exaggerated) and I just feel sad for my plans over the break, they all went poof. My bed, ciao.
[the other parts of this blog is under construction, gonna fix it when I get back]
A few days after the initial post.
Parents got this sort of God-given ability to ask something all the while pressuring you to the answer they wanted to hear. This sort of asking could be either close to intimidation or indistinguishable from begging. But a little more subtle since they try to act like caring and open parents. At the very least, my parents do.
Now you see, my father is a quiet man. He's funny, charming, and kind. A little more chatty when with his colleagues and friends. A little more quiet when he's at home. He's not demanding, but when he does demand something, he expects you to achieve it.
Now, this subtly authoritative father of mine approached me last Monday and asked whether I would come with them in the province.
Of course my instincts decided no... I could just stay with my mom in a province quite closer to the capital.
But when I did I utter the word "no", I felt extreme guilt. I wasn't with them when they want to the province last summer and last Christmas break. Fortunately, I could bury the guilt. At least for two nights, because Wednesday night I told my father that I'll be going with them.
Sometimes parents don't need to do anything to guilt trip their kids. I guess I just love mine too much to disappoint them.
Humans and Their Pesky Plans #2
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