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Saturday, January 3, 2009 . 10:32 AM

Its 10am and my parents have pissed me off again. No surprise really...they'll drag you out of bed at 4am in the morning if they want to lecture you.

Its about my bank account being way below $500. I knew I shouldn't have agreed to use my joint account with my dad. They'll just monitor every little I do with the money. Anyway, my account has only $68 left and so I owe about $450 to the account because when they 'handed' the account to me, they left $500 in it so as to prevent DBS/POSB from charging $2 every month.

I told them all my pay is going to replacing that $450 as well as paying back my dad...somehow they weren't satisfied..they never are.

"Now its $2, next time it will be $20 then $200 then $2000"

"This $500 was a test of your responsibility and to see how you handle your money"

A couple of hot quotes from the conversation.

Anyway, a few minutes after I returned to my room my mum walks in a throws my phone bill at me and told me "Since you're so good with your resources, handle your own phone bill.". I think this must be the 17th time she has performed this threat.

OH!!! I think I know the reason why conversations with my parents are so long and draggy..hahaha...its because my parents..especially my dad..always uses dramatic, theatrical and long words whenever he speaks to me or my brother.

Example:
You did not demonstrate a sense of responsibility with this particular account and its funds = You did not hand your money well

And I can always tell if an issue is "serious" with my parents...they'll go to a room and close the door and speak in very low tones for very long...like 30mins to an hour...haha...today, the study room is being used.