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Sony Cybershot Camera. Apple MacBook. Moto RAZR2 V9. iPod Touch. Purple skinny jeans. More graphic tees. More hoodies. Silver flats. A red bag. An LV bag. A dog. To go to Florida to see my Dad. To go to New York someday. To get to hang out more with Lauren&&Denise. More pictures. Money. Money. Money. Contentment.

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the low's of being an only child.
Thursday, December 6, 2007
6:42 PM
I'm an only child. People say, that I'm really lucky cause I get everything I want. They say I'm lucky cause I don't have to worry about siblings. They say I'm lucky cause all the attention is on me. But news flash to you guys, I aint that lucky.

The burdens of an only child are these:

1. My Mom is so over protective of me. When this school year started, I had a yaya. She was to bring me to school everyday and then pick me up afterwards. It was so embarassing for me. I didn't know what to do with it at first because imagine a sophomore, having a yaya. I hated it. I hated my life cause of it. I felt so uncomfortable. I felt trapped. But when I was starting to adapt the idea of it, that was the time when my yaya resigned to take care of her kid. My Mom didn't trust me back then.

2. I'm a brat. When I don't get what I want, I whine. Not literally whine pero I tend to act bitchy about it. And when I've calmed down na, I'm fine na ulit. Pero I'm still disappointed. And then afterwards, I pretty much accepted it na and I'm all good na. It's so hard to please me kasi. I'm really trying to change that attitude of mine. Because I have to face the fact that nothing is perfect and I couldn't get everything that I want. Growing up, I wish my parents didn't give me every single thing that I wanted. Para ngayong I'm old enough na, hindi ako nahihirapan. Pero I really can't blame them din naman. Everything is still up to me, anyway.

3. I'm always alone. My Mom works a lot. As in a lot. Her schedule is complicated as hell and it changes a lot. My Dad is in the States. I haven't seen him in 11 years but we still talk from time to time and he's still supporting me financially. So there's a lot of times that I need to be on my own. And I admit, it gets really, really lonely and scary. Especially in the evenings. When I hear noises downstairs, it scares the shit out of me and creepy thoughts enter my head.

4. I barely get attention. Yeah, my Mom's always there when needed pero I barely talk to her nowadays. She's always either at work or busy doing stuffs around the house and I always stay in my room. I go online or text people. So maybe it's my fault din. Cause nilalayo ko sarili ko sa kanya. Maybe that's why I'm friendly. Maybe that's why I always want people to notice me. Not in the attention-seeking way ah. Basta there's big part of me that wants to be known.

5. I don't have siblings. I can never have that bond with anyone. I envy people who have older brothers and sisters. I want someone I can share my stuffs with. Someone I can open up to. I want that kind of family.

I may not be happy all the time pero I'm really glad that I have people who truly care for me. They're everything to me. Without them, there wouldn't be a me. They're a blessing to me. You guys know who you are. Mwah. :)

I may be a brat sometimes pero I know where I stand naman. And I know how to accept. It's hard for me pero it doesn't mean na I don't know how. I may be bitchy at times pero it's not who I am naman. Everyone has those days naman diba? Days na super bad trip sa lahat and masungit and stuff. I have those days din. I always do. Kaya sa mga people din na I tend to hurt or offend, trust me, I don't mean it. And I'm really sorry for it.

Ciao, guys.