So last night, I went to Tricia's debut. It was fun, although as soon as I got home (which was around 2 AM going to 3)--my dad was waiting for me. And I got a handful of scolding. Haha. It's my fault, I know. But I honestly did not hear my phone ringing because my bag was with EJ and Meg. So I texted them that I was still alright and shit and that I was going home in a while.

My little while turned out to be 2 hours since we... kinda got lost. Haha. We didn't know we passed the road that will lead to Greenfields and we had to go around again. Which sucked cos it was scary and seriously, there were no lights on the road. EJ had to tell me this scary shit story that time-frame as well. Fuck. So yeah... my 'rents said I was "grounded".

My ass. Haha. I've never been grounded before and I never will. As much as it sounds rebellious, I'm trying to enjoy the last years of my youth here, plzkthx.

My mum is too paranoid. My dad follows my mum too much (even though they already separated their ways). And I am but a product of headaches and heartaches.

Major sigh. And I feel kind of guilty, too, cos Bee stayed up all night to see if I would go online so he can rest with the thought that I'm safe. It was really, really sweet. Gah. I suddenly miss him...

But I got something good from last night~ I made a "porn documentation" of the life of the infamous Pawi. :)

Enjoy.