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confession# 102

SO I'm done with Fifty Shades Trilogy. Now that I've finished it, I've to say, these books took quite a time off me. Anyways, I am glad that I have put off one task out my daily routine, Now I don't have to linger on bed thinking there's chapters left to be read, or itching in suspense what happens in the end with Anastasia and Christian's life. So I took the whole day,buried myself to it and completed Fifty Shades Freed. Task fully, thoroughly done. I am happy now.

But some things today got me very ill-tempered. Ammu and nanu were very disapproving of my lifestyle. Not that they weren't earlier before. Nanu behaves like I need fixing, crucial fixing. It just...disgusts me.I don't know when will she ever stop defying me, I hate when someone does that. Keep your criticism inside your head. Doesn't she know this little courtesy? And how could she blame it all on my parents saying-"You aren't brought up right. If I were to raise..." What the F. I admit I have no discipline in my life, but I don't dare to question my mother's or father's parenting skills for that matter.And thank god I wasn't raised by her. She's a nightmare. A control freak. I think life is great without rules you're set with. And I am lucky to have shouty and unskilled parents who scolds me at the same time loves me to the bits.Giving me all the essentials life has to offer, food, technologies, liberating me off hard and fast rules so I can breath. What nanu does, is suffocating.She tries doing what is impossible and at the same time very unconvincing. If I need discipline, I'll get to it myself, eventually.I don't understand her interference in my life. I don't know what bugs her so much? My liberation or me being who I am? Then again she's just a concerned grandma who is unknown to the fact that, raising teenagers isn't a piece of cake,it varies generation to generation and that commanding, advising and stealing my privacy will only lead to losing my respect for her. It wouldn't fix me, my recklessness or any of my imperfections.

I think I need eye-rest. I should go sleep.  

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