i am so angry... angry until i feel like crying... is this wat they call freedom... haiz... come home late always scold... when i come home late they will say everytime come home so late... i din even go out everytime how to come home so late.... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh................ so angry... now at nite no phone to use le... its like under control... go out have fun also cannot... will let her scold scold scold... cannot stand... have fun also end up din have fun... really damn angry... father scold scold then she keep on jia yan jia chu... feel like shouting back at her... din shout back very bu gan yuan.... but din la... only argue back... really wish that one day i could go out have fun and den come back home they will ask mi whether i have had fun... but impossible la... now they take back my phone dun let mi use at nite... is this call freedom... sun think so lo... sian... dun wanna tok abt them le... tok abt them makes my blood boil... next time i won treat my children like that.... ahhh.... cannnot cannot stand... how.... must stand... boy boy valentine day got work wor... but never mind... you go work ba... i am alrite de... dun worry abt it... i miss you... feel better now... finish complaining le... nite nite...