Ru Min, 19, is a controversial Christian and perfectionist who adores God, Coldplay, pizzas, photography, aesthetic writing, indie music, oxblood, pumps and Luanna Perez. She spends most of her time in her thoughts and laughing at text posts. More...
Sunday, November 6, 2011 @ 10:41 PM
Dear loving mum and dad,



Sorry to drop this über huge bombshell on you guys, but I can't hold it in any longer and I must tell you right away. Headline news : I HAVE A LIFE. I don't live to face the books all day (and night) long and I have to eat. I'm human, remember? Or did you think I was a robot? And yes, I need my daily dose of MapleStory and games, if you don't mind. My legs itch everyday to go out, and by going out I mean OUTSIDE the gates of our house, not just in our own little sweet garden. I'm not asking for freedom or anything but I just hope you realise that I'm the same species as you and not a dog - you don't like being bounded by invisible and unbreakable chains, too, right? I have to hyperventilate now and then and rant on my blog, if that's alright with you guys; I'd also like my own privacy so that's why I lock the door to my room, sometimes. As a teenager, I'd love to have the chance to chitchat and socialise with my friends, not those pile of storybooks or flowers and grass in our garden if you haven't noticed. Like I've mentioned above, I'm not a robot which means I have feelings and I don't like to be scolded 24/7 for not charging my cellphone ONCE. Also, I'm not your little princess so don't expect me to act like one; being a girl wasn't my choice. I'd suggest you allow me to use the computer/iPad now since the exams are over because you wouldn't want me to suffer from high blood pressure at such a tender age, right? I'm sure that'd be such a catastrophe because you guys love me very much, no doubt. Plus, I can do Maths and Accounts so you don't have to worry about me keeping my own money safe. You don't have to steal my RM250 away from me, alright? And please stop worrying about my future because when the time comes, I'll tell you what I want to be (as if you'd care). Oh, and one more thing, talking to guys doesn't mean I'm attached to them in any way, so stop suspecting that I have millions of boyfriends and every single one of them is dangerous and evil. Remember, I'm a nun and I won't do such things to go against my principles. I am not as innocent as you think and I can fend for myself, since now I'm, what, SIXTEEN? Thanks for realising that fact. Well, to end this, I hope you guys can see me the way I see myself and stop treating me like crap because frankly speaking, I HATE really really really really really really really don't like it. Please rectify your problems immediately and be more satisfied with who I am because, I'm very sorry to say this but, I'm not perfect. Thank you so much for your precious time and I hope you'll cooperate with me because I hate being a rebel.


Sincerely,
Your estranged daughter
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