It's good to be home

Penang looks pretty much the same, apart from a few new shops. The air smells the same. The people look the same. My house looks the same as well, just that the plants in the garden are getting a bit overgrown. My room is still partly messy, but once I flopped myself down on my bed I was in ecstasy. Aaaah I've missed my Penang bedroom so much! I just fast forwarded to stage 4 of REM and was in deep slumber within minutes. I missed my pink bolster and the little pillow I hug to sleep =)

Woke up after sleeping the entire day away and was slightly excited after I got off the phone with him as I thought I would be able to go to her party tonight. Asked for her permission and she wanted me home by 12:30am. Sigh. It was 12am at first but I managed to push it back another half an hour. He couldn't leave the party early to send me home though, so I couldn't go. Sigh. This always happens. 12:30am? How ridiculous can you get? I don't know what's happening to her. She's becoming so conservative and protective now. I know in her mind, I'm nothing but a dependant, immature, shallow little girl who she needs to tie up and educate. I think I'm gonna be sick. Hello, I'm 19. I'm not 9 anymore. I've been through a hell lot more than you think I have. And I don't want to talk because I really can't be bothered anymore. I just want to shut up and sit here by myself and pretend I can't see you looking at me. Why do you always look at me like that? What goes through your head when you look at me? "Geez, look at what my little angel has become. What went wrong?"? or "Sigh just look at her.. I'm so disappointed"?

Sigh. It's just getting ridiculous. Things are getting worse. She's turning into a control freak.

Well well. Think I'm going to mope around my room and search for old pictures to dwell over.

Currently listening to: Some song on the radio