Tuesday, May 01, 2007/11:05 pm
Mum-o-phobia
The title of this entry explains it all.
Yes, the phobia of my mom.
No, not that kind of "im-so-scared-of-mummy-i'll-listen-to-anything-she-says-and-carry-out-all-her-instructions".
Of course everyone knows and will agree with me (or get kicked outta the house) that mum's the BEST.
But how true can it be for MY mum when the (military) tone she uses on me still lingers in my everyday life, be it at work, or at home, for the friggin' past 20 yrs and more to come!
In my case, it's pretty difficult to decipher whether what she said actually means she cares for u or that she's just too used to using that undying-autocratic tone she possess.
I'd prefer to believe the latter, of course (who wouldn't,right).
But it's so near to impossible that the moment she opens her mouth to speak to u, u'll just feel like shutting her out.
I'm no mean daughter. But seriously, if u just take my place and be her daughter for just one day, I'll guarantee u that u wont wanna acknowledge her anymore.
Well, maybe i exaggerated a lil.
In fact, i hate to quarrel and snap at her all the time.
It's so tiring after doing that for so many yrs now.
But how not to when the problem doesn't start from me?
I speak to her nicely, i ended up getting snapped at, with a thousand teeth like man-eating piranahs. (for nth that i've done wrong?)
So i'd rather not even speak to her.
My bro's good at that. He simply snaps her off fiercely or just stomps away.
It may seem rude but hey, that method works.
No wonder my mum hardly picks on my bro.
My intension isn't to stir more trouble within family ties.
I just need a break from my mom's tyrannical and oppressive tone.
The below is an example of how callous she can be:
Dad: Qing, what time will you be ending work tmr?
Me: Six pm.
Dad: Ok, i end at six too, I'll go pick u up at ur office at about 6.15pm ok?
Me: SURE! (more-than-ever-happily agreeable)
Mom: NO CANNOT. COME AT 6.30.
Dad: If u want, I'll only come by at 6.15, if not then u'll have to find ur own way back. Dont u know that it's very difficult to find a decent parking lot at ur office?
Mom: (flashes her signature-black face for the world to see)
Then it was total silence...while watching tv.
During commercial break, mom and i both walked to the fridge:
Mom: WHY CANT U TELL DADDY TO PICK U UP AT 6.30!
Me: (gives an irritated frown) u tell daddy to come at 6.30 la! He only asked me what time i'll end work and so i answered to his qn WHAT. What did i do wrong? You wanna change the timing, u go arrange with him!
Mom: FINE, TMR I'LL TELL BOSS TO KEEP U TILL PAST 6. I SEE HOW U CAN LEAVE PUNCTUALLY.
Me: (walks away in total disbelieve my mom would even pass such a nasty remark to me)
U see, how not to be mad at this kinda ppl.
What wrong did i do?
F.Y.I, She's ALWAYS doing things like this.
Like i've mentioned above, this is only ONE of the examples posted.
Now, can u understand why I need this break from her BADLY?
I hope u could, cos if u didnt, u should go bang urself against the wall continuously and tell me whether it hurts or not.
The title of this entry explains it all.
Yes, the phobia of my mom.
No, not that kind of "im-so-scared-of-mummy-i'll-listen-to-anything-she-says-and-carry-out-all-her-instructions".
Of course everyone knows and will agree with me (or get kicked outta the house) that mum's the BEST.
But how true can it be for MY mum when the (military) tone she uses on me still lingers in my everyday life, be it at work, or at home, for the friggin' past 20 yrs and more to come!
In my case, it's pretty difficult to decipher whether what she said actually means she cares for u or that she's just too used to using that undying-autocratic tone she possess.
I'd prefer to believe the latter, of course (who wouldn't,right).
But it's so near to impossible that the moment she opens her mouth to speak to u, u'll just feel like shutting her out.
I'm no mean daughter. But seriously, if u just take my place and be her daughter for just one day, I'll guarantee u that u wont wanna acknowledge her anymore.
Well, maybe i exaggerated a lil.
In fact, i hate to quarrel and snap at her all the time.
It's so tiring after doing that for so many yrs now.
But how not to when the problem doesn't start from me?
I speak to her nicely, i ended up getting snapped at, with a thousand teeth like man-eating piranahs. (for nth that i've done wrong?)
So i'd rather not even speak to her.
My bro's good at that. He simply snaps her off fiercely or just stomps away.
It may seem rude but hey, that method works.
No wonder my mum hardly picks on my bro.
My intension isn't to stir more trouble within family ties.
I just need a break from my mom's tyrannical and oppressive tone.
The below is an example of how callous she can be:
Dad: Qing, what time will you be ending work tmr?
Me: Six pm.
Dad: Ok, i end at six too, I'll go pick u up at ur office at about 6.15pm ok?
Me: SURE! (more-than-ever-happily agreeable)
Mom: NO CANNOT. COME AT 6.30.
Dad: If u want, I'll only come by at 6.15, if not then u'll have to find ur own way back. Dont u know that it's very difficult to find a decent parking lot at ur office?
Mom: (flashes her signature-black face for the world to see)
Then it was total silence...while watching tv.
During commercial break, mom and i both walked to the fridge:
Mom: WHY CANT U TELL DADDY TO PICK U UP AT 6.30!
Me: (gives an irritated frown) u tell daddy to come at 6.30 la! He only asked me what time i'll end work and so i answered to his qn WHAT. What did i do wrong? You wanna change the timing, u go arrange with him!
Mom: FINE, TMR I'LL TELL BOSS TO KEEP U TILL PAST 6. I SEE HOW U CAN LEAVE PUNCTUALLY.
Me: (walks away in total disbelieve my mom would even pass such a nasty remark to me)
U see, how not to be mad at this kinda ppl.
What wrong did i do?
F.Y.I, She's ALWAYS doing things like this.
Like i've mentioned above, this is only ONE of the examples posted.
Now, can u understand why I need this break from her BADLY?
I hope u could, cos if u didnt, u should go bang urself against the wall continuously and tell me whether it hurts or not.
Tuesday, May 01, 2007/11:05 pm
Mum-o-phobia
The title of this entry explains it all.
Yes, the phobia of my mom.
No, not that kind of "im-so-scared-of-mummy-i'll-listen-to-anything-she-says-and-carry-out-all-her-instructions".
Of course everyone knows and will agree with me (or get kicked outta the house) that mum's the BEST.
But how true can it be for MY mum when the (military) tone she uses on me still lingers in my everyday life, be it at work, or at home, for the friggin' past 20 yrs and more to come!
In my case, it's pretty difficult to decipher whether what she said actually means she cares for u or that she's just too used to using that undying-autocratic tone she possess.
I'd prefer to believe the latter, of course (who wouldn't,right).
But it's so near to impossible that the moment she opens her mouth to speak to u, u'll just feel like shutting her out.
I'm no mean daughter. But seriously, if u just take my place and be her daughter for just one day, I'll guarantee u that u wont wanna acknowledge her anymore.
Well, maybe i exaggerated a lil.
In fact, i hate to quarrel and snap at her all the time.
It's so tiring after doing that for so many yrs now.
But how not to when the problem doesn't start from me?
I speak to her nicely, i ended up getting snapped at, with a thousand teeth like man-eating piranahs. (for nth that i've done wrong?)
So i'd rather not even speak to her.
My bro's good at that. He simply snaps her off fiercely or just stomps away.
It may seem rude but hey, that method works.
No wonder my mum hardly picks on my bro.
My intension isn't to stir more trouble within family ties.
I just need a break from my mom's tyrannical and oppressive tone.
The below is an example of how callous she can be:
Dad: Qing, what time will you be ending work tmr?
Me: Six pm.
Dad: Ok, i end at six too, I'll go pick u up at ur office at about 6.15pm ok?
Me: SURE! (more-than-ever-happily agreeable)
Mom: NO CANNOT. COME AT 6.30.
Dad: If u want, I'll only come by at 6.15, if not then u'll have to find ur own way back. Dont u know that it's very difficult to find a decent parking lot at ur office?
Mom: (flashes her signature-black face for the world to see)
Then it was total silence...while watching tv.
During commercial break, mom and i both walked to the fridge:
Mom: WHY CANT U TELL DADDY TO PICK U UP AT 6.30!
Me: (gives an irritated frown) u tell daddy to come at 6.30 la! He only asked me what time i'll end work and so i answered to his qn WHAT. What did i do wrong? You wanna change the timing, u go arrange with him!
Mom: FINE, TMR I'LL TELL BOSS TO KEEP U TILL PAST 6. I SEE HOW U CAN LEAVE PUNCTUALLY.
Me: (walks away in total disbelieve my mom would even pass such a nasty remark to me)
U see, how not to be mad at this kinda ppl.
What wrong did i do?
F.Y.I, She's ALWAYS doing things like this.
Like i've mentioned above, this is only ONE of the examples posted.
Now, can u understand why I need this break from her BADLY?
I hope u could, cos if u didnt, u should go bang urself against the wall continuously and tell me whether it hurts or not.
The title of this entry explains it all.
Yes, the phobia of my mom.
No, not that kind of "im-so-scared-of-mummy-i'll-listen-to-anything-she-says-and-carry-out-all-her-instructions".
Of course everyone knows and will agree with me (or get kicked outta the house) that mum's the BEST.
But how true can it be for MY mum when the (military) tone she uses on me still lingers in my everyday life, be it at work, or at home, for the friggin' past 20 yrs and more to come!
In my case, it's pretty difficult to decipher whether what she said actually means she cares for u or that she's just too used to using that undying-autocratic tone she possess.
I'd prefer to believe the latter, of course (who wouldn't,right).
But it's so near to impossible that the moment she opens her mouth to speak to u, u'll just feel like shutting her out.
I'm no mean daughter. But seriously, if u just take my place and be her daughter for just one day, I'll guarantee u that u wont wanna acknowledge her anymore.
Well, maybe i exaggerated a lil.
In fact, i hate to quarrel and snap at her all the time.
It's so tiring after doing that for so many yrs now.
But how not to when the problem doesn't start from me?
I speak to her nicely, i ended up getting snapped at, with a thousand teeth like man-eating piranahs. (for nth that i've done wrong?)
So i'd rather not even speak to her.
My bro's good at that. He simply snaps her off fiercely or just stomps away.
It may seem rude but hey, that method works.
No wonder my mum hardly picks on my bro.
My intension isn't to stir more trouble within family ties.
I just need a break from my mom's tyrannical and oppressive tone.
The below is an example of how callous she can be:
Dad: Qing, what time will you be ending work tmr?
Me: Six pm.
Dad: Ok, i end at six too, I'll go pick u up at ur office at about 6.15pm ok?
Me: SURE! (more-than-ever-happily agreeable)
Mom: NO CANNOT. COME AT 6.30.
Dad: If u want, I'll only come by at 6.15, if not then u'll have to find ur own way back. Dont u know that it's very difficult to find a decent parking lot at ur office?
Mom: (flashes her signature-black face for the world to see)
Then it was total silence...while watching tv.
During commercial break, mom and i both walked to the fridge:
Mom: WHY CANT U TELL DADDY TO PICK U UP AT 6.30!
Me: (gives an irritated frown) u tell daddy to come at 6.30 la! He only asked me what time i'll end work and so i answered to his qn WHAT. What did i do wrong? You wanna change the timing, u go arrange with him!
Mom: FINE, TMR I'LL TELL BOSS TO KEEP U TILL PAST 6. I SEE HOW U CAN LEAVE PUNCTUALLY.
Me: (walks away in total disbelieve my mom would even pass such a nasty remark to me)
U see, how not to be mad at this kinda ppl.
What wrong did i do?
F.Y.I, She's ALWAYS doing things like this.
Like i've mentioned above, this is only ONE of the examples posted.
Now, can u understand why I need this break from her BADLY?
I hope u could, cos if u didnt, u should go bang urself against the wall continuously and tell me whether it hurts or not.
about ME
I am the pastel that paints your world
Boldness is my daringness
Italic is how my imagination drifts
Underline ... go figure it out
Jernice Wong Hui Qing;
TINKERBELL
23rd Aug 1987
Virgo
Boldness is my daringness
Italic is how my imagination drifts
Underline ... go figure it out
Jernice Wong Hui Qing;
TINKERBELL
23rd Aug 1987
Virgo
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