| Friday, March 05, 2004 |
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when i got myself in trouble back home, it was a norm that i'll wake up the next morning to find a long ass red inked letter pasted on my door. it was my dad's way of lashing out at me and alot of it is plain bullshit. but, whenever that happens, i'll get upset. eli will go " WHAT?!?!?! again!!! hiyoh...". mei will say , " What? thats out of point!!" and i'll just sulk. sometimes, for a few hours before i tell myself fuck all that shit. sometimes, it'll last for days. sometimes, i'll get depressed that i'll just stay home and lock my ass up.
well, u might think that by being so far away from home, i might, possibly, escape the detrimental effects of the red letter. but noooooooooooooo.. it managed to find its way and crawl back into my life to haunt me. my dad met up with my boss when she was in singapore to promote my school and she passed me my red letter this morning.
inside, my dad didn't lash out at me. instead, he lamented his regret of sending me to hawaii. he said that when i'm not at home, its quiet. he sits on my bed and stares at my pictures. pictures of my cross team. my stc friends. pictures of mei and eli. pictures of my world.
my only reply was this: what's going to happen if i don't return home?
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| posted by 3 @ 4:31 PM |
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