[Mood: Excellent] [Mentally: Great] [Physically: Fine] [State of Mind: Clear]
Today went on more or less as planned. Went to watch 'Wedding Crashers'. It was a very long movie (2 hours), and if not for the wonderful humour, it might just be a rotting time in the cinema. Nice movie, nevertheless.
After that, went window shopping. Yeah, funny... I was never the kind to do that. I tend to plan beforehand what to buy, where to buy, how much to spend, and go straight for the kill. But things change, and now I'm keeping pace. My friend needs to get a pair of shoes and erm... Something else... So since there weren't good ones in town, went to Causeway Point.
Over there, I saw a target on my list. An Imation 512MB thumbdrive, going for only $75! Now that's cheap! I would have bought it, but I was trying to prioritise my needs. So, for the time being, I'll put it on hold.
I went a bit of blog hopping today, and found a number of bloggers who are not happy with how they are treated by their parents. Take for example (and I hope the blogger doesn't mind) Frizzy. She doesn't like the close control, and thinks that she should have more freedom now that she's 17. I have a sister who is a year older, and she thinks it that way too. Unfortunately, I can't really comment on this, as when I started poly, a curfew had been on my head. Before 7, unless there's something else, like CCA and stuffs. Tough life? Very tough. But I don't have any problems with it (okay, maybe sometimes a lot of problems) because during my poly days, the only place I frequented outside home is actually, school. If I stretched past 7, it'll be because of MLS, nothing else.
Fast forward to the present. I just turned 20, and guess what? The curfew is still hanging there. And with more commitments now than ever (work and stuff), I'm making my schedules around the curfew. I don't know about other people, but I'm finding it quite okay, especially if you have someone supportive. In the past, I have people in MLS who are supporting me and my curfew. They understand if I cannot go for dinner with them, or go somewhere for late night fun. It makes it easier on my part.
My advise to people with such problems (if I may) is to talk it out with your parents. It works for me, but it may vary with other parents. No use being stubborn about it, and showing your attitude by slamming doors in the house.
It won't help a bit.
