growing up

somehow have stopped being a selfish little brat.
well maybe not ENTIRELY stopped.
but i am appreciating my parents more and being more understanding.
there is a point when you realise that your parents are humans with feelings and want and desires. who get tired and fed up and want to be lazy sometimes too.
and maybe you could put the dishes away, or straighten up the living room or go get your dad a drink.

and the funny thing is, you feel good when you do something nice for someone else. its its own reward.