Everytime I type an entry, the large majority of time is spent thinking about a title which encompasses the essense of that particular blog. Well today, I can’t be bothered so that will have to do as my title. I opened up this window this morning intending to blog and then lost my train of thought. Half a day down the track I have become a very angry person. Asian parents frustrate me to no end and this is yet another entry about said subject.
I have a strong dislike for people who don’t keep their word. People who promise something and then pretend they never said it and often go to the extremes of accusing you of making it up altogether. My mother is one of these people. She’s done it all my life and I’ve always been irritated but only recently has it worsened enough for me to take full notice of it. In Year 4, I changed primary schools – left all my best friends – because my mother wanted me to do better at school and get into selective. It was only natural that I wouldn’t want to leave my comfort zone and she told me that she’d take me to Disneyland if I got in. Never happened. The fact that I didn’t get to go doesn’t matter so much, I hear that it’s not as awesome as it’s made out to be anyway, but more the principle of making promises you don’t intend to keep. I was young, it was a way of making me do what they wanted me to do – fine.
High school. You’d think that she’d realise that I was old enough to remember promises. “If you do well in this exam, I’ll get you a new computer.” or “Wow, you did so well, I’ll get you something.” – heard frequently, but what are they? Empty promises. Year 10. No new suit, no new shoes for formal because no money should be spent for a kid who’s still growing, after all, it’s not like you were meant to go to the formal in the first place. But by the time you’re in Year 12, everything can be purchased since you won’t be growing much anymore by that time. Yeah sure. Come Year 12, “No, it’s cheaper in Hong Kong. Just make do with everything you have and you can get something in HK (AFTER the formal).” Some incidents are big, some are petty, minor concerns but accumulated, they are frustrating.
And even now she tries to pull it off. Yes, this is not worth getting angry about but it’s the principle and the attitude. I have a habit of going to State, I study better there. I didn’t go on Friday because I needed to take deliveries for my mother, “please, it’d come today and I really can’t pick it up myself”. Naturally I stayed. It didn’t come. “Don’t worry, it’d come on the weekend” It didn’t. “Sorry, but can you stay on Monday? I have an urgent meeting. If it still doesn’t come, I’ll be home on Tuesday to pick it up”. Come Monday, today, “You’ll have to stay home tomorrow. I have to go out early tomorrow”. Okay. It’s for your work. Once maybe. Twice, I’ll put up with it. But three times, you might as well be lying to me. What if I wasn’t at home? What if I wasn’t doing the HSC this year and I was at school?
I’m a high school graduate filled with rage. Nuclear Chemistry does not aid the situation. I really need to get out of here.
