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Im the classic virgoian who believes in perfection. Sometimes people dislike me because they find me acting too cold towards humans. Or maybe they just can't accept my high standards. So, love me or not, u decide.

Screams



Monday, March 05, 2007
I've been staying out late these two days so I'd better seize the time to stay at home this beautiful Sunday. It was alright at the beginning but the night was one long terrible time to spend. All because of some misunderstandings and probably some communication breakdown. I gotta admit that I flare up easily recently, especially when communicating with daddy. We just couldn't come to an agreement like before, and hence heated arguments result. Not to mention about my bro, it was even worst when they don't communicate at all. When you put a woodblock and a volcano together, eruption is prevalent.

A man should have great ambitions and a good foresight into his future, agree?

I seriously can't tolerate my dad's character, what's more I find that we can't communicate any further. I lose my patience and my tone surely won't sound too good. Sometimes, it's actually quite easy to resolve misunderstandings but the dumb dumb woodblock just don't even give it a damn to speak up. And that stupid volcano erupted ON ME! so fucked up!

When one doesn't want to take a step back and compromise a little, it only introduces a never-ending stream of further conflicts. Tell me, ain't things going to get more awful?

Even if some things at home don't concern me, I feel the stress and pressure cause I'm often sandwiched in-between. And because of this, I understand why my mom is so troubled deep within.

Can parents really wash their hands off their children? I wonder...Why my dad's words are always so harsh and unpleasant to hearing? stupid. it only made things worst.

dear, so now you see the reason why i dont want to go home so early?

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