I'm on a two weeks break from college now, and it ends this sunday. Ring Ring~ new semester approaching. Right before this holiday, I had a really bad week. Betrayed in various ways, work, college, friends. So to say, I was extremely not in the mood for 'fun' holiday. Now that I live in Rawang, not KL. It feels like I'm being locked up in a new planet in a small locked cage. I don't have a freaking driving license to get out of town whenever I feel bored or when I wanna go for a movie. My mum do not allow me to go hanging out with my friends, though I only had a few... and I mean very very few... I'm not allowed to go out, I mean, shopping in the area that much. My mum's reasons are that she used to be a popular student, the 'Madonna' of Rawang which is from an extremely rich family that no one in Rawang do not know who is she and her family. Well, tough luck, he married my dad who isn't as rich as her dad. She can't buy nice fancy clothes that her friends of her age who is now surrounded by luxury, nor maintain her beauty. In a way, she's to be pitied. So I swore to God and my late granpa, that I, though alone, as a female child, will make a lot of money, even if i don't reach that goal, I'll make enough for my parents to enjoy their life till the end.
But the worst thing is, she being in such circumstance and I trying my very best to concentrate and to refresh my mind to work on my project for my final project/thesis and for my job application. She distracts me like no tommorrow ! Like today, i finally got rid of my depressed mood and was just about to start working on my project, she comes in yelling about this and that which for God's sake, isn't important! and then she screwed my mood for a single piece of shit which isn't worth it. God! FYI I'm working on a comic project, and it's my first time doing this, so I freaking need a hell lot of peace concentration! and why can't she understand that?! even my dad understand this. It's a hell lot of work to do the entire project myself plus I'm working part-time for my former lecturer who is I don't know who's he's working for, an organization or something, am concentrating on working on my part-time job too... anyone who is or who was a workaholic would know what I'm trying to archieve....
You know,... I'm sad... I'm really sad... lonely... and yes... I don't have the confidence to make it as a comic artist or an author. Though people who doesn't know me read my stories and said that it was impressive and I could very well be one, but the thing is I do not have the slightest clue as to how to be a genuine author, I mean a full-time author. What am I to do....? really...