Siiiiiiigh... I was going to relate how delightful my birthday celebration was.. but my dad just had to chose that moment to 'spoke me' (his absolute favourite saying now) <.<

So, yea. Great for him to chose the right moment to stab something right into my heart of budding happiness. Maybe not natural happiness, but realistic contentment. I haven't felt such a nice feeling for a while, not after all that had happened.

Just great.

The only sound I hear is my protesting stomach and typing, plus a radio broadcastor speaking. WHat I felt overwhelms all that I'm hearing, such accusations. Do you know how I feel whenever anyone of my parents accuses me of being the trigger of every of their arguments? Huh? "Its all because of you." "It's all because of you."

Do you know the burden I had to carry? Yet I have to stay tough, hold strong, stand tall, look confident so that no one has to worry too much about me? I especially cannot let my juniors know how much pressure I'm in. I refuse to crumble under these circumstances.

No way!