Yesterday, I had another episode with my Mom. All I wanted was to freaking use the car. And as usual, she will give every possible reason in the whole wide world to not allow me use the car. Trust me, I am super sick of it. I just don't understand my Mom sometimes. I help around at home with the chores. I try to complete every single request/favour without giving excuses and what do I get in return? A small freaking favour to use the car is as if I'm gonna crash the car and die in it. Come to think of it, I'd rather experience that than to stand one day listening to my Mom's "creative" excuses.
Up to this day, I have absolutely no idea why I need to ask my Mom for permission. My Dad will willingly pass me the keys and a few questions asked by him is normal because it is out of concern. I respect that. But what is stopping him passing the keys to me is, well you've guessed it, my Mom. I have secretly asked my Dad for the keys on one occasion but still it failed. You see, my Mom is like a secret agent/spy. She has her ways to know that the car is not in the parking lot. And she'll end up confronting my Dad. Dad doesn't like it when my Mom complains or "whines" at him. I'd say like father, like son.
On another occasion, Mom actually GAVE me the permission to use the car. Dad was out at that time and the car was available for use cos' his friend gave him a ride. While I was out, Dad reached home. My Mom confronted my Dad and started making noises. I reached home, Dad started questioning and I told him the full story. I was just as confused as my Dad was.
I don't understand it at all! The car belongs to Dad. Dad paid for the car. Dad pays for the petrol. Dad pays for the season parking. Dad pays for the parking coupons. Dad pays for the parking charges. Dad pays for the road tax. Dad pays for the insurance. Dad even pays for the air freshener in the car! So what right does it give for my Mom to disallow me to use the car? IF there is AT LEAST one thing in the car that Mom pays for (a major component) then I am more than willing to keep my mouth shut and respect her decision.
For the past few times I have used the car, I, without hesitating, would pump petrol with my own money to AT LEAST half even when the meter is above the quarter mark. It is because I am allowed to use the car, I took the responsibility to contribute. I even bought a personal cashcard using my hard-earned money for use!
So anyway, why the picture above? It is these times that I wished I have the money to get my own car. Well, I am going to buy my own car someday and no one will be allowed to drive it, especially youknowho. Subject to approval.
I don't care if I've gathered sins from venting an entry like this. At least I have let my feelings out. It is really making me sick.
I'm pissed.
Up to this day, I have absolutely no idea why I need to ask my Mom for permission. My Dad will willingly pass me the keys and a few questions asked by him is normal because it is out of concern. I respect that. But what is stopping him passing the keys to me is, well you've guessed it, my Mom. I have secretly asked my Dad for the keys on one occasion but still it failed. You see, my Mom is like a secret agent/spy. She has her ways to know that the car is not in the parking lot. And she'll end up confronting my Dad. Dad doesn't like it when my Mom complains or "whines" at him. I'd say like father, like son.
On another occasion, Mom actually GAVE me the permission to use the car. Dad was out at that time and the car was available for use cos' his friend gave him a ride. While I was out, Dad reached home. My Mom confronted my Dad and started making noises. I reached home, Dad started questioning and I told him the full story. I was just as confused as my Dad was.
I don't understand it at all! The car belongs to Dad. Dad paid for the car. Dad pays for the petrol. Dad pays for the season parking. Dad pays for the parking coupons. Dad pays for the parking charges. Dad pays for the road tax. Dad pays for the insurance. Dad even pays for the air freshener in the car! So what right does it give for my Mom to disallow me to use the car? IF there is AT LEAST one thing in the car that Mom pays for (a major component) then I am more than willing to keep my mouth shut and respect her decision.
For the past few times I have used the car, I, without hesitating, would pump petrol with my own money to AT LEAST half even when the meter is above the quarter mark. It is because I am allowed to use the car, I took the responsibility to contribute. I even bought a personal cashcard using my hard-earned money for use!
So anyway, why the picture above? It is these times that I wished I have the money to get my own car. Well, I am going to buy my own car someday and no one will be allowed to drive it, especially youknowho. Subject to approval.
I don't care if I've gathered sins from venting an entry like this. At least I have let my feelings out. It is really making me sick.
I'm pissed.