Letting Go...

I'm probably not alone when i say my parents have problems when it comes to letting go. Sure, they let me go to Australia to study for a year and a half, but soon enough come the half-yearly visits. I especially hated it when my mom popped by unannounced on my doorstep last June. Sure, we're their kids and all, but there's a limit to how much you should hang on to your children. Well, i don't know, i'm just afraid i'll be the first 27 year-old i know who still stays with his parents, eating the food my mom cooks, having to say goodnight to them everynight before going to sleep. If I had my way, as soon as i'm on the plane to UK, the night before would be the last night I spend calling my parent's home my home. After that, it's a year and some months in UK for me, and when i get back here, I should have a job waiting for me. Of course there'll be the transition period between the time I get back and when i find a place suitable for me and *ahem* my companion. Yes. I said it. I'm not waiting on my parents to fin someone for me to grow old with. I'm not letting my parents pick my wife... In the wise words of Russell Peters, I won't even let my parents pick my clothes!! I ain't getting into this arranged marriage bullshit. I'm packing some heat here, mind the language.

I just don't get how parents think they're responsible for the way their child turns out. Perhaps, there was a time when parents were the major influences in their kids lives, maybe this way of life still exists in some households. Nuh-huh.. not me. Sure, my parents are good people and all that, but I don't wanna grow up to be them. They haven't got lives of their own. Their main job is taking care of other people. I wanna grow up to take care of my and my girl(who'll then be my woman). By 60, I wanna have my kids taking care of me. Keep those cheques in the mail, son. Just what you can spare. I'm not gonna bankrupt my kids, but i'm not gonna keep sending them money to live on in their late 20s. I'm gonna give them in their teenagehood the freedom i lacked in my teenagehood. I've been forced to be a late bloomer. The little exposure i got to girls during my teens was limited to those i met in Piano Class and Add Math tution. What, you don't believe me? It's the whole truth. I had a little more freedom when i was in A-levels, but i was just a weirdo then, the repercussions of my girl-starved teenagehood. Then I was jetted off to Aussie, and again, weirdo me.
I'm kinda done with this rant. Hmm. *cues curtains down*