what makes you think that a 19years old girl has the right to make her own choice and decision?

what makes you think that a 19years old girl doesn't need any love from her parents?

what makes you think that a 19years old girl can do anything in her own way?

and if you are wondering, the 'you' that ive been referring to for the past few seconds is none other than me, myself and i.

true enough. so what if im turning 19 this year? that doesn't mean i can do things my way and choose to ignore my parents' words right? so what if im done with the teenagers' lives?

now i wonder, or maybe, have you ever wonder why some parents refuse to totally give the freedom to a 19years old girl? i guess, ive found out the answer.

it's simply because i am a girl. and a girl needs to have dignity and pride to face every single living soul. but at times, i chose to ignore the fact that i am a girl, and all i need is more freedom since im already 19 and that i can take good care of myself. but can i? at other times, i can feel that im drifting away and misuse my freedom. now who's to blame?

i have only myself to blame.

on a brighter note, i should be thankful that i have parents who truly and deeply care about me, their own daughter. i guess having freedom such as it's fine not to go home and stay out late at night is not what i need afterall. all i need is their attention, love and care.

it's funny though that sometimes, i miss the curfew they used to give me, i miss those real concern they once showered me with when i was still a young girl at the age of 15years old.

haha. on top of all that, im proud to have parents like them. the best person in my life is my mum and the coolest dude in my life is my dad. aaawww!

anyway preetyboy, don't worry, you are still here in my heart. gee! takmola jealous. ouh, happy 3years anniversary to us. actually, we don't have anniversaries, but all i can remember is that, on March 2003, you held my hand and never let it go. that's when i knew im yours and ure mine. so yup, our love is still growing, and now it's march2006.

i miss you preetyboy. wait for me at the void deck yah? sweet.

goodday!