Quarrel

i seriously hate this word.

i have no idea why i have such a mum who seems to understand me but in fact, she doesn't.

i have no idea why there is always a gap between her and me as if it can never be resolved.

i thought after so many years of quarreling, both of us have already learned how to respect each other, communicate with each other and love each other.

But once again, it proves to me that i am wrong.

It is just a facade like people pretend to be more generous and kind.

In fact, nothing has been changed.

Whenever there is a so-called 'urgent' or 'important' thing, she changes back to what she was, has always been--bad-tampered, impatient and unreasonable.

i m upset though i don't want to admit it.

i m disappointed with her.

As a mum, she should be a role model for me but obviously she is not.

i feel like i should be the one teaching her how to control her emotion, feeling and temper.

If that is the case, i am insecured.

i am just wondering: If oneday, my dad is away, who shall i go for when i need someone to be there.

p.s. Fine, i continue with SAT this kind of shit.