Monday, August 25, 2008
Last blogged @ 9:51 AM

Sometimes I cant help but feel really guilty.
About my behaviour towards my parents.
Ive been a major letdown since sec3, probably even way back then since primary 4.
I've never been able to study well, without my mom, I probably won't even be here,
blogging and being able to make it through my primary school days.
My poor mother is a woman who sits 12hours everyday in the office and do admin work.
She skip meals occasionally as she doesn't have time to due to her work.
She doesnt have friends, or at least lost contact with ALL of them as she doesnt have time.
She put in so much effort for this bloody fucking house.
She make it a point to cook on sundays, even have to return to the office if she knows shes got a whole pile work for the next day.
We, YS,WY,WL,WJ,ME as her kids, never ever spare a thought for her.
Despite knowing the fact that she's busy working, we would still call numerous times and rush her to pick us up. When it rains, she offers to pick us up, wherever we are.
There are certain things that we mislook in our lives.
The importance of them.
No matter how much they scold/nag/complain about us, it's just because of one reason:
They care for us.
Ive never learnt how to appreciate. Im just a useless daughter that 'claims' money from her when I buy my clothes, & ask for money.
Oh well, that's what Im good at doing.
USELESS.
Im sorry, I cant be that good girl.
I even made u & dad quarrel.
Cos of me.
I know whats done cannot be undone.
Im old enough to make decisions for myself.
If I run away from home today,
dont feel upset,
I just want some time on my own, fullstop.

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