*He just fk himself up again. I don't know why are my parents so self-centered.
I really hate the fact that they are divorced even though it kinda benefits them.
It's THEIR problem but it still somehow affects me and become my problem.
I'm always the one sandwiched between two of them. I've told my mum before,
it somehow becomes my fault and I get scolding. She reckon that I'm just fking trying
to be pathetic. Since then on,I've never talked to her about this kinda shitz anymore.
That was my first time telling her those kinda thing anyway. 'Cos I feel that there's no point.

I don't know if they care. They just show me the 'I don't give a shit,cos you're old enough to settle it yourself' feeling. I never liked going home(when we all still lived under one roof).
I've told (V) before. But that's not the point. I just hate how things work in my family.
I don't mind them both quarrelling everyday,even though I hate it alot-.-
But I just don't want them,making their problem to my problem.

I hate my life. Not because I do the same thing everyday.
So what even if my life revolves around volleyball and school,I don't care.
Just as long as my parents doesn't give me problem,I'll be fine.

I'm happy,I manage to buy the rice flour rolls from whitesand's kopitiam.
I'm sad and pissed,my birthday's gonna be fked.

Bye. No mood.