I've been down with luck recently, suffered many injuries one by one and draining me deep down my bones. Roomie problem has become more severe and I feel helpless. Sadded. 2 more papers and I can go home. HOME SWEET HOME.
Exams are just less than than 5 days away and I still have not touched my Economics stuff yet. What a student am I? I wish to go back to the days which I am so carefree and self-fufiling. LOL. It's just study, study and more study now.
After tomorrow's Life Science CA Test, I'm going to switch off and mug hard for Economics and Mathematics. This is like the first major exams! I can't screw up! RARRR. Forget the unhappy memories and I should look forward to the bright future (holiday)!!!
BACK TO MUGGING.
GOOD LUCK TO EVERYONE.
I can't help but feel helpless when Mom just blabber her comments about my belief without really asking what I want... She just claims that whatever that I do is wrong and claims that I am proud. Every single action is coupled by scoldings and sarcasm.
Though I pretend not to hear anything and keep quiet, she continues to say that I am disrespectful for not replying... What can I do? When will she understand that what I am doing is for her own good? She's too sinful, too bothered by what others say about her and how others treat her... She's not entirely kind to others either, at least not to family, like she had claimed...
The fact that I like to go fotang is because I didn't like all the things that is happening at home. I don't want to go home but I know I have to do so if not she'll complain even more... Yet, I know that I must tolerate this...
I wouldn't question why God didn't give me reasonable, loving parents. I know things happen for a reason. Whatever that happened before I was borned could not be controlled but I can control the future... I want my family to be happy. I need to tolerate. Bear more... Control myself... I believe all this effort will be rewarded someday, when Mom and Dad could really recognise my belief... I must show them...
WHOOSH.