i am once broke again. spent so much.
was given a good lecture this morning by my pop.
"i think u shld spent some time evaluating what u have done this year. don't just keep thinking abt working. why don't u just quit sch and be a waitress since u like to be one so much. it doesn't matter much whether u have a high standard of education."
Inspiring speech. i shall be a waitress. dad, u will regret it.

helplessness overwhelmed me
but self-esteem always forced me to be strong.
telling myself i will not cry.
it's just a facade. i wanna burst out in tears
but i can't.
i am numbed after such long years of holding back my tears.
NUMBED.
maybe it's a blessing in disguise.
*crossed fingers*

gin: no matter what. i will always be here for u k! seeing u cry hurts us so badly. u should be glad that at least ur mum still cares. try to end everything peacefully k! there for u always! love u lots!

each of us is an angel with one wing. the only way we can fly is to hold on to each other and share our wings. so if u have trouble flying, i'll share mine with u or even give u mine.