After dinner, I was really psyched because tomorrow's the last day of my first review classes, and I get to spend Friday either in: a) Eastwood with SEP friends or b) In Ateneo and play basketball with boys from section D.

I already asked permission from my Dad. The thing about my dad is that you have to ask his permission in advance, and it'll take days before he states his decision. I sometimes get hurt because he tends to drive the conversation away by either ignoring what I just said, or by starting another conversation totally irrelevant and unrelated. Often times, my mom has to prompt him and tell him to listen to me, or to answer me at least.

Anyway, I felt relieved when my parents allowed me to go out. I was in the middle of making my decision (whether to go to Eastwood or Ateneo) and I was watching a few shows on the telly at the same time with my mom beside me, and my dad asleep on the couch. Then my mom goes: "Oh dear, I remember the newscaster announcing that they will be closing roads tomorrow because actors and actresses are going to perform for Earth day". I listened, slightly puzzled, wondering what this had to do with me. Then she continues: "I probably can't drive you to Eastwood or Ateneo. I'm going to have a hard time, I'm sorry."

I felt VERY disappointed. Instinctively, I started to blame people, and let wrong thoughts engulf me. I felt really bad. I went on thinking: "Why do we have to live so far from Ateneo or Eastwood?" or "Why can't my mom drive me? It's only 20 minutes away" etc. All these negative thoughts were in my mind.

Then I realized that maybe it's for the best. God didn't give us parents for no reason, but for the sake of guidance and discipline. To come to think of it, my parents often say yes, and they seldom say no. I felt really ashamed when all those nasty thinkings dawned upon me. I love my parents to pieces, and what matters most is having the proper attitude and the right mindset.

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