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appreciate
silence.

this morning when i was still in bed, i barely wanna wake up.
i kept snoozing my alarm and finally woke up at eight-fifty.
i've class at ten and i have to rush to be punctual, which i doubt i can be.
i wanted to wash up and bathe but my dad was in the bathroom.
i waited. i got dressed up and was heading for the door.
my dad stopped me and started scolding me. for..
not being at home for the holidays. i went out early, came back home late.
i barely get t see them, oh well, conveniently, my dad blame me for everything.
he said the most hurting words and words that arent true.
well, im sorry for not being at home for the holidays.
but i tell you, i was mad and i was pissed. my dad is so unreasonable.
i wouldnt wanna go into details.
and damm, thats a really really bad start for school.

stamp'd 13:14

Monday, October 31, 2005