My Sister and I;The hatred in between.
Chapter 2
Mimisola.
First days of virtually everything in life are usually good, though inspite of the goodness, there are some forms of jitters involved in it. Today happened to be the first day of University for both me and my sister. Earlier this morning, my parents called us both, and gave us a long lecture of how to behave in school. Halfway through their sermon, my father faced me.
"Mimi, I have no idea on why you chose Dramatic Arts, and I don't want to know. You know quite well, that I can have you transferred from that course into, but I want to believe that I can trust you to work hard so you can take the transfer forms. "
What he said actually scared me, how could I have forgotten about that fact? My father is quite influencial and he could have me changed back to Law with a snap of his fingers. This is really a stupid move on my part, I should have picked a school very far from home, no, not far, but a school where he didn't have any influence. Well, what's done has been done, I just have to hope and pray he doesn't use his winning card. Throughout the talk, my sister was busy smiling and that sort of pissed me out, what's she smiling for? And then to make matters worst, my parents started with their "I am proud of you" bullshit. I knew I scoffed throughout. Talk about their awful and obvious...
Mimisola.
First days of virtually everything in life are usually good, though inspite of the goodness, there are some forms of jitters involved in it. Today happened to be the first day of University for both me and my sister. Earlier this morning, my parents called us both, and gave us a long lecture of how to behave in school. Halfway through their sermon, my father faced me.
"Mimi, I have no idea on why you chose Dramatic Arts, and I don't want to know. You know quite well, that I can have you transferred from that course into, but I want to believe that I can trust you to work hard so you can take the transfer forms. "
What he said actually scared me, how could I have forgotten about that fact? My father is quite influencial and he could have me changed back to Law with a snap of his fingers. This is really a stupid move on my part, I should have picked a school very far from home, no, not far, but a school where he didn't have any influence. Well, what's done has been done, I just have to hope and pray he doesn't use his winning card. Throughout the talk, my sister was busy smiling and that sort of pissed me out, what's she smiling for? And then to make matters worst, my parents started with their "I am proud of you" bullshit. I knew I scoffed throughout. Talk about their awful and obvious...