&she constantly yearns for every single bit of freedom.
i cannot control these tears any much longer. i cannot believe she chose to believe her friends rather than her own daughter. i didn't tell her that i was gonna go home late today cause i knew that she couldn't care less. i had not choose to tell her i had investiture because i know that she wont even understand what it means. this is so frustrating. and the best part is, at this time of the year, she thought that i went to someones house for partying, clearly, being a mother she don't know me that well. investiture, for the last time in my whole entire life, was indeed very fun. the juniors did their best to make it very memorable for us. i went home with a very hyped up mood. but it was soon destroyed after being bombard one questions after another. her words pierced me like sharp needles. at this state, if she keeps on bombarding questions and phrases like that, i would rather be dead. cause it really kills to know that my own mother don't even believe what I've said.