You know, its really interesting. Finally when i can and will do better. You say something that would want me to give it all up. You see, NO ONE gets all A’s in all modules...but I did. But what did you do...you just didn’t care, seriously....you don’t care. But somehow....whenever i am using the computer, i will fail my studies, i will become no good. You think my words hurt...your words hurt more...and it seems that you not talking to me helps. Yes, i have spent enough time seeking your approval, i know i can do my last year with flying colours...i seriously don’t care if you believe in me or not. Cos in your sight, i am useless. So please, don’t think not talking to me will hurt me very deeply....cos i realised its a cheap trick that you employ. I wonder that why do i spend so much time trying to bring this family together, trying to be a good son, trying to work my hardest in school, always tell you where i am going and what time i am going home when i am 20 years of age.....it all seems weird huh Mom....So Mom...stop it....if you really want it in black and white...just keep a list of how much pocket money i take from you...since you don’t let me work anyhow...i will gladly pay it pay to you once i start working....so stop threatening me, stop using emotional blackmail and stop freakin telling me that i will fail....i will not...COS ITS my OWN LIFE.....

Your Pissed Son that is trying to escape the madness

Alan....