Parents are so fucked up!

I agree totally with Pukey that nowadays it is extremely hard to be children of our parents. They are obnoxious, rude, unreasonable, demanding and have no manner. Just because they are parents they happily assume that they are entitled to our freedom as well as a say in everything including how hard we work at work. This is extremely annoying and it is really getting on my nerve. It is so hard to fathom them.

Last night, my dad gave me a call at my hp at 11plus. I didnt even know he touched down last night. I was in shock. Well! It was a nice greeting by my dad when the min the line was through, he was roaring over the phone. It was really annoying. The thing he said were really discouraging esp when im still stuck in the office at 11plus after walking the whole afternoon out in the sun from hotels to hotels to do some shit assignment that my boss asked me to do. & I have to rush back to office after that to run the event. & I have not eaten dinner. I am so fucking tired and I am not complaining. Neither do i ask for his understanding nor even try to understand. I also do not ask them to extend their empathy in anyway. All I ask for is to leave me alone and respect me, my jobscope and my choice.

Thanks to my parents, I find rich people really obnoxious and awfully rude. Just because he is freaking loaded, he thinks money is everything insulting all dignity that every job holds. Among many horrible things he said, the one that really make me give up on trying to communicate with him was that "how much are they paying you to make you work so long? Are you paid over-time? What kind of work are you doing till so late? Where are you screwing around? I dont care tomorrow you are not reporting to work!!" Then he hung up on me by slamming the phone real hard on the other end. Tell me how unreasonable is that when he never even gives me a fucking chance to speak cos he is talking at the speed of a machine gun. I am seriously wondering the kind of values he is instilling in me by saying all these. What kind of working attitude is he asking me to adopt? Is he asking me to be irresponsible? I just leave everything just so I can go home early and get screwed by him anyway? I really dont understand. Here I am working really very hard. Trying to do my best. I am also adjusting and trying to cope with the working life & it is hard enough. I am not even asking him to be supportive and encouraging. & he has to screw me like this. What a fucked up father I have?!

It is really ironic cos when I dont have a job, he gets so screwed up with me. Now that I have a job he is equally screwed. I have stop understanding them or even try to understand. It is so so annoying. Frankly speaking, it has been really a tough journey for me. Being apprehensive about my next stage of life and what i wanna do with my life as well as trying to appease my parents. I have been really depressed lately but I am not telling anyone nor showing it to anyone cos I need to stay strong. But being the closest people in this world to me, they are the one to just want me to fall and screw me time and again like this. It really drove me mad last night. It was so hard to suppress my feelings, still stand tall and smile the moment I entered the house only to be greeted by his angry look. I was too tired to be confronted. Thank god my mom drag him into the room. I was on the verge of breaking down and I could feel my knee giving way but I held back. Simple reason. Because I dont want to fall in front of my younger siblings. I wanna set a good example by staying strong always. But it was really awful. Many a time tears were rushing out but I managed to hold back everytime. I really need a break from my parents.

I dont know how I am gonna survive with him alone in India over the weekend. He has drained every single energy I have left in my soul. I was already alittle apprehensive about the trip. Now he makes things much simpler by having a grand opening to it. It is so gonna be real awful. I am dreading it even before i leave. I have another event tonight and most probably I will be home after midnight. I have yet to pack cos he locked me outside last night. & I dont think I could catch any sleep since we gotta go airport around 5 plus tomorrow and the moment we touched down I gotta work nonstop till sunday where we take midnight flight back to sg so that we reach sg at 7plus in d morning. Just nice for me to report for work on monday. I really am not complaining no matter how tired I am. I am willing to work. However, I do need a reason why i do things.