i'm fucking grounded. bullcrap, yo!

i fucking went out at 7. i went on a date. he was dressed nicely (white shirt, levi's jeans, asics shoes, ruggedy old trucker cap n all. but i wasn't in love). took a bike ride. dinner at swensen's. walked ard town. went to d beach to talk. bla bla same nonsense abt him asking if he can be my bf (like seriously wtf is up with all d guys i go out with??). aft a mess of a time trying to explain to him tt i can't hv a bf bcos i'm a swinging single without actu saying those words, i was summoned home by d big fucks at hm. yep, ended up getting grounded. fuck lah sia. they wanna kno who i'm out with, n when i tell them, they get suspicious abt wat i do when i'm out. hellooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!

i seriously can't stand their parenting skills. utter bullcrap. i've a gd mind not to go hm one day. i'll bet u instead of being worried for me, they'll be waiting at hm with a cane or belt or maybe a good old-fashioned club. haha!! i mean seriously, wat's d pt of trying to be good when they wun ever believe that i'm good? it's too much effort. i hv so much vulgarities to hurl, but thx to irama, i've cooled down. but yes, my plan now is to coop myself up in my room. they dun like me gg out wat rite. then i can take d time to clean up my room.

anywayyyyyyyy d date didn't sweep me off my feet, altho for d general public it may sound like a dream date. but i juz wasn't into him enuf. sigh.. is my expectations getting too high suddenly or am i juz losing interest n faith n wateva?

a shout out to erit for last nyte. i'm so embarassed. haha.