When I went to work this morning , I slipped and almost fell on my ass if not for my reverse shuffling skills. Pimples growing all over my face. ( I'm a person who really takes care of my own skin. ) Went home , quarreled with dad over passport photo for enrollment application to S.P. He keeps bringing up that I chose the Poly route instead of JC route because of freedom. Hey , I'm the one studying. I know my limits. I know where I stand. I slogged my guts out for O levels and only got a sixteen points. How do you expect me to do well for A levels? You tell me? Really regretted getting points which can qualify for JC. I swear. Its really pressurizing me and pushing me down , thanks to my dad. Was really pissed off for the whole night , but of course , Mom cheered me up with her cheerfulness . She got me an airasia mouse , not that pricey but of course , it's her thought that counts, she doesn't know about technology brands as well. Without my mom I'm nothing , I can't survive without her. She's the only person in the family , besides my older and younger brother , whom I can share my thoughts and happenings to. My relatives , aunts and dad? They're a no-go. Nobody really gives a fuck about me. Almost nobody. When I'm down , nobody's there to comfort me , talk to me or ask me what happened. I'm slowly getting used to it. Fml. Don't sympathize with me after reading it. I don't need your sympathy .

Love is about faith and trust.