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Wednesday, April 25, 2007

11:22 PM

Hurt

Today was a really, really long day. We started school at 10am and ended at 5:20pm...was supposed to end at 6 but Mr Satha pitied us because we looked tired. The reason why we end so late and yet have only 2 lessons is because we have a 4-HOUR break from 12nn.

We had our AGM(Annual General Meeting) for GV today at 6(but actually started at 6:30). So today I came back home especially late. I reached home at around 10pm. While waiting for the train at Clementi, I realized that I would be really late coming home and that I'd be having classes at 8am the next day, I called my mother and wanted to ask her if she could pick me up from Simei MRT station. Well, my brother picked up the phone instead and when he asked my question for me to my mother, my father heard too and just told my brother to tell me to go home by myself. I felt really hurt.

Now, usually, when I know that I'll be coming home late(meaning at night), I'd ask my mother if she could pick me up from school. I don't feel at ease coming home so late at night alone. But she won't because its too far and there won't be any more good parking spaces left when she gets back. So usually, she'll pick me up from Simei. It really came as a slap in the face when my father said bluntly to go home by myself. If you don't sympathize with me, just think, if you're so used to receiving something from someone close to you, and then one day, he/she just refused to give you anymore.

Later, the hurt turned to anger towards my father. I know that it is just a small and petty thing, but I just felt really hurt. He of all people who is very protective of his daughters wanted me to go home alone at night. When I got home, I didn't even bother calling him. I just went straight to my room. And my mother scolded me for being rude. I know...I'm in the wrong...but just don't hurt my feelings.