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This morning, I got reprimanded by my mom AGAIN. I was talking about that taxi ride I posted earlier, and just said "I don't think I can ride taxis ever again". It was just a comment. but that made mom angry, and then she talked for an hour that I shouldn't complain of people with rough jobs fighting, and that she HATES people that make such hasty judgments.

("Hold on a minute there, mom...THIS IS NOT THE FIRST TIME I'VE SEEN MAD TAXI DRIVERS.")

Then, she sent me packing to school.

TALK ABOUT A WAY TO BEGIN A DAY.

You might got it from the way I am writing, but I really hate getting reprimanded, especially in mornings before going to school. My mother also offended me by "reminding" me that I lost the chance to get the scholarship last semester for a stupid reason; not getting enough credit.
("I DIDN'T KNOW PRE-TESTS WOULDN'T COUNT TOWARD IN THE SEMESTER'S CREDIT! I DIDN'T KNOW, DAMMIT! STOP PROVOKING ME, OF ALL THINGS, ABOUT THAT!")

Why is the blog title like that?
Those comments really kept me sick during the whole day at school and back-and-forth trips. Of course, upon returning home I wasn't so happy neither. Mom asks me if I had a good day. I don't reply. She asks me again. I just go into my room. She calls me.

("DAMN IT. NOW WHAT?")
(Seriously, how did she cheer up like THAT?)

She calls me to my room. She asks me why I am so sulky and sick.

("Do you have a bad memory or something??? How can you UPSET me like THAT in the morning and expect me to be CHEERFUL?")

BUT I AM A COWARD...
I JUST COULDN'T GET THE WORDS OUT. So I made up a story about trembling down at the school stairs again.

I WISH I COULD JUST SHOUT THOSE WORDS OUT. I COULDN'T CARE LESS ABOUT THE RESULT. But the way my parents stare at me during those 'judgments', I am forced to surrender.

Thanks for reading.