We both finally agreed that it wasn't an argument and that we both weren't angry. But who are we kidding? We both knew it well inside that it was a damn word fight.
At first she ignored me. And then she just snapped. I tell you she doesn't look pretty when she does that.
She went like "CAN'T YOU SEE I'M BUSY??!!".
I was just too stupid to say "Chillax". A word of advice to you guys out there... NEVER tell a person to cool down when they are angry. It just makes them over the top angry.
After a long pause, I didn't have enough.. so i put up the topic about the latest plan of our class. We were planning to go to the Ice Rink the day the board exams end. Come on! 14 years of school just ended. We need our fun. We are just 17/18 after all. Not old grans.
"You aren't going" , Mom said. That's usual. Parent's always say no at first. It later depends on the way you convince them whether you actually go or not.
But my mom was pretty convinced. She blamed me on going out so often and not staying home. Reality check. The last time I went out with my friends was in October end of 2011. I told her about that but she still did not change her mind.
Now that's where I got angry. Everyone finds it hard to accept it when they are wrong. But I've learned to accept myself when I wrong. Its hard but I've learned it and I'm sure. So I asked her to reason it out on why she wouldn't let me out.
She took the oldest trick in the book. "CUZ YOU'RE A GIRL. Oh only if that wasn't my mom saying it. The worst thing a person can tell a girl in this century is that she is restricted because she is a girl.
You don't see me hanging out with friends till late night,
You don't see me going out of the house whenever I want with no questions answered.
You don't see me hanging out at the mall just to take a walk.
You ask me why Im not independent? How can you ask that when you don't even let me step out of the house by myself?
Sorry I got deviated from the topic. I am a girl of a million words when freedom is restricted BECAUSE I'M A GIRL!
So yeah. Back to that part where mom just ticks nerves. She tells me that she never got to go out when she was my age. And I went like "You were freaking married at my age!" (Yes, she was. Surprise!)
And then she went on to say how even if generations change, parents don't change. Children don't change. The relationship between parents and children don't change.
Mom finally accepted that she wasn't in a good mood. I told her I would return when she was in a good mood.
"Don't. You are never going for that." She said.
"But thatha (sister) gets to go! How come?" I demanded.
"She goes out with her friends to eat. Not to hang out." Mom reasoned.
Oh so now she wants me to go out and eat. That coming from the lady that asked to stop eating cz of my weight gain.
I just went back to my room and surfed the web on a way to relieve stress and frustration.
And that's basically what I am doing now folks. Writing your problems down helps.
What I've learned through out the years (Oh wise me!) is that you have to let your parents win arguments.
1) they will NEVER let you win.
2) You will regret later for not letting them win.
3) They are after all, your're parents.