There's always gonna be another mountain. I'm always gonna wanna make it move. Always gonna have an uphill battle. Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose. Ain't about how fast I get there. Ain't about what's waiting on the other side. It's


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I am sorry Iwan..you shouldnt hv seen tat..ur juz a little boy..
Wednesday, July 23, 2008 @ 7/23/2008 08:25:00 AM
my life sucks..i mean, come on!..if u dont like her, just fire her. its just as easy!..thrs no nid 4 any insults and mom going crazy and saying its her fault. last night was the saddest night ever..i must not let anyone noe bout this, but i hv no one 2 talk 2. it all started wif grandma going angry bout not having any soup 4 the mee soto..tats wer the shouting starts..big bro was sleeping in moms room..so i brought iwan to my room 2 play..its sad cuz he's only a little boy and he oredi experiences things type of stuff..i feel so irresponsible cuz he saw them fighting and shouting..i hope it wont affect his studies..we played wif the whiteboard..we took turns guessing each others drawing..iwan kept getting right. maybe its cuz he draws so ugly until i dont no wat is he drawing and i draw so nice so he noes wat is it..lol!

then i heard things crashing then i told iwan 2 keep quiet and i ran to grandma's room..saw my maid crying and holding my mum..controling her i think..i ran 2 moms room and woke up big bro..he tried to stop mom but cant..dad was working..if only he wasnt working, then this wuldnt hv happened..mom went 2 the kitchen and threw a pot to the floor..and suddenly i started crying.. i dunno y..maybe its cuz i felt frightened of mom or tat this was happening..this nvr happen b4..moms face was so red and she kept saying she was a child tat nvr listend to her parents in other words.."anak durhaka"..pls help translate..and she said she deserves to be punished..my maid was still crying and holding on 2 her..

we bought her to her room to calm down..grandma kept saying she's been possesed by a demon..ans told her to take abulation..but mom kept saying "its my fault, its my fault"..then big bro told me and iwan 2 go and pack our bags and sleep..when we did that we when to my room and closed the lights and door..but we didnt sleep..we cant sleep even if we tried..the shouting was still going on..but eventually we sleep.. i didnt noe wat happen wen we sleep..but the next morning(this morning), i felt mum in my room. she alwys does tat wen she wants 2 go to work. as its a tuesday..sch starts late..so i and big bro didnt nid mom to send us..

i was concious but i closed my eyes..i think mom hugged iwan..then she left 4 work..i dunno wad 2 do..at school i dun speak much..but at recess ppl told me my right eyes was swollen..i felt something but i tot it was just normal..i went 2 the toilet..i saw myself..it was swollen all right, but its not tat bad..so i just washed my face and went back 2 class..

art class was very noisy..i hated it..i hated noise..i juz wanted peace and quiet..and my own class couldnt even giv me tat..well, some ppl hv all the luck..they sure do not hv any problems at home..rich man's sons and daughters do not nid 2 worry bout wad happens at home..they juz hv a happy and get all what they want. PATHETIC. im going out 2 buy hsm2 mag and maybe a bubble tea..and also maybe somting 4 iwan..