You fail as a mom.

This morning, i parted ways with my new N85. Why? simple. my mother forced me to trample on my own beliefs. Having explained to her many times that i am an athiest and have no superstitious inclination obviously fell on death ears. So this morning, when she wanted me to wake up and go pray to the dead and feed them vegan stuff and kill my lung cells with joss stick smoke, i said no. To which she replied "then u better give me back ur N85." Many teens might have given in then, lose the fight to preserve their phone. But not me.

You need to learn, bitch, that there are just some things that i am willing to give up to ensure that my beliefs are kept intact. Yes, you bought me a handphone for my birthday (which by the way was supposed to be a present for my Sec sch graduation) but that does not in any way mean that you control my soul. My soul will always and forever will be my own and a little N85 will not change that.

When i go to work someday, i'll be able to earn enough money to buy as many N85 as i want. Money cannot buy beliefs, so it is time you learn that my belief is not for sale.

Some day, when i grow up, get kids of my own (of which you will not have any responsibility to see) i will try my best to give my kids the option of choosing whatever life they want to lead, i will give them a clean slate, not raise them into a miniature version of myself like u are trying to do. If they wanna be christians, fine by me, catholic, sure go ahead, whatever they wanna be, i will allow it without any fuss, because why? because i understand that a human belief is so deeply ingrained into someone that a little thing called the N85 cannot change it.

And you better PRAY that bro and sis take care of u when ure old, because if the choice were to rest in MY hands, im dumping u in front of the old folks home straight away. Believe that.