"They think that you're self-centered," was the first line I read on my sister's im. They=the parents.

Honestly, how can I be self-centered? After years of social anxiety...supposedly...then again...social anxiety is based on the anxiety of embarrassment rather than the anxiety of offending others. That is, the direct cause is the fear of being the focus of attention. Perhaps I have changed. But me...self-centered?
Okay maybe. Just maybe. It was probably because I keep demanding and demanding from the parents rather than at the same time, serving their needs...whatever they may be. Or maybe it's consideration that they see lacking in me. I guess it's from my behavior at home. I am still in the dorm now...and for the most part, I go home to do my laundry. I feel a lot of disconnection with home (as it was elaborated in Hien's research paper). Last year, oddly enough, my dad kept reiterating how glad he was that I would be living away from home next year. Then perhaps, I wasn't considerate back then. I remember Manny, the head coach of the cross country team, often repeated how he was different from all the other coaches because of his priority list where family came first. In my perspective, everything outside of family came first.
Then I suppose that particular belief was the main reason that I had a psuedo-enemy named Jube. It was our conflicting beliefs that mainly drove apart. Oh and not to mention, our always building competition during high school. Although we never said it aloud, it was always, "I am better than you are and I can prove it too." It's amazing that we were able to be civil to each other right down to the bitter end.

But me...self-centered? YEAH!

I stole a muffin and a bowl of Golden Grahams today from the DC. Yummy stuff. :)