Mum again

Me: "Stomach-ache is getting better."
Mum: "Ok. Congratulations."
Me: "How is your day? Is anything the matter?"
Mum: "Well I've always told you whatever that I know. But there you are with all the deception about your insurance."
Me: "Hmm."
Mum: "The letters keep coming. I don't believe you just got one policy there."
Me: "You don't have to know about this. It's harmless."
Mum: "It's good to help you keep an eye on it when you are gone. Tell me the truth."
Me: "The average Singaporean with my income spends around 500 on insurance."
Mum: "Tell the truth: how many you've got!"
Me: "This isn't gonna work, mum, if you keep demanding me in this manner. You are saying it as though to a child, 'How many fruits did you steal?' I did nothing wrong. You're just gonna make me keep more things from you."
Mum: " "
Me: "I'm saying the truth, mu..."
Mum hanged up.

How pathetic it is to have conversation with no one else (supervisor not counted) but my mum for the whole day and then to have conversation ended this way. Called again to inform her that I'll go to NUS after work but phone was unhooked - familiar strategy. I console myself with the possibility that I might really get down to using records of such to compose mum's biography later.

Dad'll be back! And I'm guilty of making him brave mum's foul mood. Mum's not one who'd consider the "big situation", and is not going to sacrifice anger for peaceful weekend with dad. And dad might not even be on my side this time. Situation's going to get turbulent. And just with three people. What else to do? I haven't tried running away from home and have made no preparations as to where to go. Can't even go to lab since don't have bicycle.