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hello i'm back again. currently writing the end part of the individual part of my PT.. *feels accomplished*

i was just thinking. i had something to blog about earlier on today but didn't find the time to. it's kind of "complaining" about my parents, but it applies to others in general too.(i was quite pissed at that time)

sometimes i really HONESTLY think that my parents are naive. despite their many years of experience in this world, i'm a 100% sure they haven't seen much of what i've seen. they're only so-called "experts" in their own fields, my dad's business background, my mum's.. shopping? background and her hard life as a kid.
sure, they know what's going on in the world, but somehow they're still stuck at where they used to be. they don't know what's going on in society nowadays. they don't know much about teenagers now. yes, they were once teenagers and they've been through "everything", but they haven't been through the things happening in this day, the struggles suffered by teenagers now.
they think it's a really big deal that someone has anorexia. but it's almost commonplace fare. teenagers suffer depression. they ask "why", blinded, ignorant.
they hardly know what pressure we have in today's society, especially in education. they think it's the same because we're all smarter than they were generations before. they say "i could study, i could pass chinese, why can't you?" they say "even your sister passed chinese, you cannot?" they say "how can anyone fail english?"

i try to explain to them, but as mentioned, they're still stuck in where they used to be, what they imagine things to be like. unfortunately, the world's not so nice anymore and people don't all pass english, you can't just MUG for chinese and pass.

it's different. and they don't really know.

i think they even think i'm always happy and carefree, i have no worries, i have no plans for myself.

three words: they know little.

frankly, i hope that, in the future (if there is one), i will be able to change with the times. i hope that i'll understand. i hope that i'll know what really is going on.

i guess i can only hope. a fragile thing, hope is.

stepping on your garbage 1:27 AM