Aleanna will never forgive me.
11/17/10
Sometimes I wish I could go to boarding school.
So I could be independent, strong, all by myself, in charge of my own life, with no outside interference. Just to breathe a sigh of relief and do what I want to do and not have people watching over me every single second of my life, people accusing me of things I never did, people badgering me, bothering me, never leaving me alone.
I mean, sure I love my parents(I really do!) and my siblings, but sometimes it's a little too much and I need a getaway.
If I could just live by myself, without people questioning me for every single little action...
Argh questions are what I despise the most. I can almost hear you saying right now that if I really am innocent, then I shouldn't mind questions. But that's not the least true. I really am innocent most of the time, but I hate questions all the same. Fine, one or two are okay, but question after question after question turning into an interrogation session by a nosy police officer is what drives me insane. And frankly, I get that a lot living here.
Especially since my grandma came.
I'll be sitting at the table, trying to enjoy my quiet time after school at 2:45 with my beloved iPad, and she walks in.
"aj kumon Jana hai?'
'gee han.'
'mama kon say time pay aa in gee?'
'char bajay.'
'wo ali ko drop karingee gar pay?'
'gee han.'
'ali kumon nahee jaa ay ga tum logo kay sat?'
'nai.'
'ali ko aj kumon pay job karnee hai?'
'n
And, before she could ask one more thing, I quickly added, 'ab os kee job khatam hochokee hai wahan!'
She looks at me like ' ok, why are you getting worked up?' and I breathe a huge sigh of relief as she walks into the kitchen to make her tea.
11/17/10
Sometimes I wish I could go to boarding school.
So I could be independent, strong, all by myself, in charge of my own life, with no outside interference. Just to breathe a sigh of relief and do what I want to do and not have people watching over me every single second of my life, people accusing me of things I never did, people badgering me, bothering me, never leaving me alone.
I mean, sure I love my parents(I really do!) and my siblings, but sometimes it's a little too much and I need a getaway.
If I could just live by myself, without people questioning me for every single little action...
Argh questions are what I despise the most. I can almost hear you saying right now that if I really am innocent, then I shouldn't mind questions. But that's not the least true. I really am innocent most of the time, but I hate questions all the same. Fine, one or two are okay, but question after question after question turning into an interrogation session by a nosy police officer is what drives me insane. And frankly, I get that a lot living here.
Especially since my grandma came.
I'll be sitting at the table, trying to enjoy my quiet time after school at 2:45 with my beloved iPad, and she walks in.
"aj kumon Jana hai?'
'gee han.'
'mama kon say time pay aa in gee?'
'char bajay.'
'wo ali ko drop karingee gar pay?'
'gee han.'
'ali kumon nahee jaa ay ga tum logo kay sat?'
'nai.'
'ali ko aj kumon pay job karnee hai?'
'n
And, before she could ask one more thing, I quickly added, 'ab os kee job khatam hochokee hai wahan!'
She looks at me like ' ok, why are you getting worked up?' and I breathe a huge sigh of relief as she walks into the kitchen to make her tea.
