Muse Muse Muse...I SIMPLy can't understand why the old lady likes to get angry so much. She just erupted over how certain pieces of toilet roll were strewn over the toilet floor. It wasn't even considered " all over the place". It was just at some tiny corner and it was BY ACCIDENT! * rolls eyes* I was really tempted to enter into an argument with her, but i saw no point in shortening my own life by getting upset with her over such a trivial matter. *BAH*.

Sometimes, I really don't feel like going home. During those times, it's because I dread the feeling when she's home. She'll start getting all angry over small matters, raise her voice many many decibels higher until it seems like the whole entire family was gonna break up or something when in actual fact, it was just over the fact that the air-conditioner was turned on, or the toilet roll pulled too long, why can't she just seem to treasure the other beautiful aspects of her life? Like
knowing God, having food to eat, having a place to call home, and maybe, having a child like me? Ok lah..maybe I am not much of a pride to her..but why can't she just learn to count her blessings? That it's so wonderful to be able to be alive for yet another day?

God. Please help me. Why is it that I feel that my situation in there isn't showing much improvement? I am stressed. So much so that I am silenced. Once again. I feel miserable. seriously in pain. but now it feels quite numb already. Yet in this numbness...i feel the pain of having lost my senses. It seems that only a scarce amount are really starting afresh. The rest...still stagnant. i don't know. I'm very very very tired. Just as they are. Now, I'm just counting my days and trying to make the best of them at the same time. Dear GOd,PLEASE grant me strenght, JoY and peace. ThanK YOU so muCH. Your's sincerely, ur little lamb.