i will always be that piece of trash that causes every problem. it's all my fault. can't people just let me take out my anger by myself? my own way? i suppose my family doesn't understand me as much as they thought they did. my family is always angry, they can yell at you for no apparent reason. yeah, it's just like dat. everyone in my family is a moody person. me? i am no different.

yeah, i'm a miserable person. maybe i do cause alot of the problems. i make our family name a disgrace. yeah yeah...blah blah. it is my fault. but yet people would tell meh differently. this day has been a horrible day. i'm pissed off.

well....tonight if i'm hungry, i'll just drink water then. so it's alritez. maybe i'll just sleep early tonite. maybe dat's all i lack, a good nite sleep.

yeah, i don't care for my sister, rubbish. yeah, my friends walk at the mall with me, my sister, she doesn't walk with me. yeah. when my friends walk with me at the malls, yet she despises the mall. i hate tennis. i hate running, we have nothing in common. the only thing in common we have is blood. walking around the neighborhood i only like doing that by myself. but no one understand that. yeah. everyone in my family likes to explode. we're all ticking time bombs waiting to explode. sighs sighs.