The morning of 16/12/05, Friday

One day more before i left for Thailand. But i have not pack my bag nor do i feel excited. A bit bored actually. Intially, i wanted to go there alone since my bro is working there for a few months so i will have a place to stay but my parents refused. They feel that its unsafe. There's nothing i can say but to go with them. Could see that they are not very keen on going but i went ahead to book the air ticks since they didnt say no. Sometimes just don't understand why they don't want to say NO to me. You can see their hesitation and you can see me trying my luck, in the end they will give in to me like usual. I'm just too selfish. I never think from their point of view and its always on me. I want to go and i will go. You don't let me go, i'll pout till you allow. Thats my parents and me. Sometimes i just don't understand why they have to worry about this and that after all i had been living overseas for 2.5 years already. My bro is there so wats to fear. Its not like i'm going there to do dangerous stuff. I just want to find a place to sit and relax, be with myself and just let my mind go. But no, i cant. Not this time round.