Saturday, August 19
the father is playing the electric guitar, and i so do not need this, when here i am, trying to study for my exams which happen to be on monday. what a Mofo. okay,everyone knows how much i dislike him and i cant help it. its been 5 years since his "little girl" sorta rebelled and realized how much of an idiot he was and still is. the main reason for me to pack my bags and leave after i graduate. or after i'm 21. i'm sorry, if this sounds shocking to some of you, but this has been etched in my mind ever since i was 15. i dont like my dad, and never will forgive him, for whatever he has done. talk about being catholic.
right, i remember, i'm going to church tomorrow. so everyone, please pray for me that god will give me the strength and willpower to present myself in church tomorrow. or i'd have to drag myself there, literally. i cant go on like that. i need to get back to where my life was before all this 1.5 years of drama with that mama. okay, this sounds funny. haha. alrighttt..whatever.
clare is boredd and stressed and i need an avenue to rant whatever i'm feeling. so here it is. hehh. i ought to be studying but apparently, its so not condusive in here. i hear micah crying, mummy is talking too loudly from outside, even though my door's closed. mummy, i love you,but your beloved daughter is trying or attempting to attempt to study ? so..hushhhh. plus dad's noisy electric guitar. i mean i love the guitar, really, but not right now and not when its dad. oh damn, there goes micah again..okay darling, i'm gonna go carry you okay. you're forgiven for being such an adorable good looking baby. i mean *ahem, it runs in the genes you see..the good looks run in the blood, i'm a part of his blood..so..hahaha, alright, i'm making it ultraly obvious already. hehh.
will update later maybe, when i get agitated again i think. hee
cheerios !
impulsively and honestly,
yours truly
5:57 PM
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