The week is finally coming to an end. Another few more hours to the submission of my final project of the year. Looks like the rainbow has finally come out after the storms.
Unfortunately, Wednesday happened to be the rupture of my spiritual and physical life. I broke down in tears during the night when mom and dad fought over minor issues - hygiene. Mom got so violent that she threw stuffs and hit my dad, of course along with crude words that I never heard before. Words that might end the family into pieces. Before that, the presentation was a factor that lead to the build-up of my stress level. Some disputes and arguments among teammate led me to my disappointment and frustration.
"I am always wrong and you were right."
(That concluded the morning incident)
Even the arrival of the Ipod Nano failed to lighten up my mood. Everything was in a mess.
Dad's patience and determination were awesome. I think most dads would retaliate if their wives hit him. Mom has been struggling with us since young and till now my brothers still hasn't learnt the meaning of responsibility and cleanliness.
When you shit, clean it up, don't expect mom to do it for you. I still cannot believe my ears when my brother left house with his key stuck to the door slot. How easy is it for that lucky thief!
The characteristics and personalities in my future spouse has been changed after yesterday's incident at home.
Sickness and fatigue got into the way. Friends were there, literally through Facebook (How nice). Some were rushing through reports, others trying to add salt into wounds. Everything just went 'smack' right into my face.
Honestly, I always wanted to find someone to drink with me whenever I feel like shit. Everyone's too busy with life, sometimes too busy till they neglect people around them, or trying to be nice while their minds are stuck to their academic grades (Throwing sarcasm). A listening ear would be nice too. (Why not a girlfriend?)
At the end of the day, God saved my life.
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