Wednesday, August 16, 2006
I HATE IT.
I HATE THE WAY YOU NEVER PRAISE ME WHEN I DO SOMETHING RIGHT.
HOW THE ONLY THING YOU SAY IS "okay" WHEN I GET 34/35 FOR MATHS.
HOW YOU GO ON AND ON SAYING "I TOLD YOU SO" WHEN I'M WRONG.
HOW YOU KEEP SAYING I'M DOING NONSENSE WHEN YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT I'M DOING.
HOW YOU GET SO SARCASTIC WHEN I ALREADY FEEL LIKE CRYING.
HOW YOU GO "now you cry, i told you..." WHEN I DO CRY.
how i never ever ever get ANY encouragement.
DON'T YOU GET IT
all i need is understanding.
sympathy.
ENCOURAGEMENT.
i really hope i'm never like that when i become a parent.
my kids would hate me.
stepping on your garbage