Thursday, December 18, 2008
walked ard..
saw the dress..
liked it...
tried it..
wanted to buy it...
knew that mum would be cool wit it..
reli wanted to buy it...
thought abt dad...
started to hesitate...
thought abt what he would say...
still wanted to buy it...
thought abt how he may actually throw the dress away..
decided not to buy it..
took a pic of it to remind myself tt life sucks...
it reli does...haiz...
it seriously sucks to be born as an indian girl..
or maybe it jus sucks to be born as an indian girl in dis family..
can't be out after 8:30...
can't wear wat i wanna wear..
everything has to go thru some form of "security check"..
if i wanna go out..it's like some interrogation...
i have to give very specific details abt every single thing!
if i wanna buy something, i have to think abt what my parents would say n react..
i always end up choosin clothes according to what they think i should wear...
how abt what i want?!
for once i jus wanna be able to buy a skirt or a dress without having to think abt everything other den myself...
ok..maybe the stayin out late thingy...kinda acceptable la..
they're jus lookin out for me..
but to give restrictions on what i should wear?!
i'm not gonna dress up like some slut n walk the streets..
it's a long fuckin' dress for goodness sake..
n it doesn't have a low fuckin' neckline...
it's simple..it's sweet...
n it's for christmas!
ARGHH!!!
fucked up.
p.s: i still want that dress......
love you deep deep.
