dear dear diary,
it always freak me when mum's not in a right mood. apparently i can't get myself to study when that kind of thing happens. then i wish i could have my own room to block all external noises and retreat myself to my very own cosy territory. but since i don't have one, i frequent the toilet for a moment of quietness.
whatever.
its all about growing up anyways, i had to push my sanity a lil further and keep myself cool.
they think they're the one having probs but the kids have to hide their fuck-up-all-so-sad stuffs. i wish i could nv have to comprehend and stay ignorant from all these bloody hell porcupine balls adults' world. but too bad, i can't switch my mind on and off anytime i want from the prob papa and mama is up to :( i'm seeking for spiritual guidance...
-jud
