Why am I here crapping in the middle of the night when I know I gotta get up early tomorrow morning. Argh! Lots happened lately and I couldn't really find someone who understands me to talk. Simply troubled over so much matters. I really want my own house. A place where there's more privacy-a place of my own. By then maybe there will be even more things to worry like bills and rents. But I guess I will be happier? Im like living in a time-bomb. Anytime we will be moving yet don't know when. Aren't families supposed to share and discuss everything? Why aren't they telling us just what are they planning to do. I totally got no sense of secure. Im just so disappointed in this kinda of family. If I could turn the time back, I wanna run back to the arms of my kins.
Looking at the troubled faces of my kins, yet doing nothing to help them.. The guilt and pain is there but what can I do. Do things really had to become like that? Just what did all of us do to deserve all these. One problem after another just kept coming. For how long could we take it? Im afraid not long...
Is this obstacles that life is supposed to have-if yes, wouldn't it be too much?
♥shir signing off
