Left house in the morning with the "heng ah..." mood that I don't need to hear/see the both of you quarrel but fucking hell still quarreling when I came home. And it always revolve around the same few problems. Totally spoiled my mood. Just want to leave this house, just want to move out(tho I will definitely miss home if I really get to leave) but still...... the both of you just don't understand., never understand. Do the way that you all think it's right, but have you ever tell me, give a thought for my feeling? If I am consider selfish, so are the both of you. You have done your part, but you just don't understand what we, or I am thinking and want. Do you know how much I've suffered? How my future is partly ruined? I push half the blames to you...

I am fine, really fine