The time is ticking.

It was already eleven. Which means, I have only an hour left. Helping was the first thing that came through my mind. I wanted to do it but there's just not enough time for everything and so, i had to rush off and leave everything behind. It wasn't done on purpose.

Then.. I was tired.

I laid down onto the couch as soon as i was home and then have my supper. No cleaning, no nothing, I went straight to bed. It's reasonable because i spent 11hrs at work, i deserve some peaceful sleep. And you know, the feeling sucks when you received a text message in the middle of you nap time and FUCKINGLY, it's from your dad who has got nothing to do but to insinuate you with 'complexed' words with a very deep meaning. And it's only over a trivial matter because i didn't wash the dishes after I've eaten? How lame was that. I didn't really care much when you left your plates for me to wash after you had your dinner but just because of a few dishes that was not cleaned by me infuriates him that much until there's no communication between us? How cruel was that? So unreasonable. Bingit gila babi.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH. I hate it because I am too young for everything. At least if I am eighteen and married, i can run away from home, and stay with my in-laws. I need a vacation from home and work already! Spare me a room. And i don't mind if it's at Tampines. The further the better. By the way. Tampines is huge. I can't believe that i travelled all the way there alone. But okay uh. Worth it. Okay, no link.

I miss school. I miss letting this kind of feeling out to my long-lost-besty every morning. Chee. Bye.