Saturday, March 26, 2011

trail.

I can't quite understand why my mum has to trail me whenever I leave my room.

After I open my door, she'll open her door. (Especially in the mornings during the weekend.)
If I'm in the kitchen, she'll certainly be there within the next minute.
After I wake up from a nap and try sneak something from the kitchen, she'd be there pottering about.
After I use the bathroom in the morning, all groggy and dishevelled, she'd ask me what I want for breakfast. (! - I'm NOT a morning person)

Especially if I leave my door open, she'll flood me with a deluge of unpleasant questions.

This post is so hard to do.

I just need my space.

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