went out to do my work coz house was damn noisy.
ferget to inform mum again. she called me. and her voice sounds shaky.
sis called after mum. "ANNIE CHEONG! WHAT DO U THINK U ARE DOING?"
i was struck. sis nv used this kind of tone to talk to me.
anyway ran home in the rain. think i am gonna fall sick.
mum was so different. she no longer scold me le.
think i am misusing my freedom.
but then i totally dunno wad to do.
i will not abandon her.
thinking abt her makes me feel like singing perfect.
yeah.
wadeva. it's just too late.
oh well. i might as well be dead.