Monday, August 30, 2004 ;
10:27:00 PM
she just doesnt bother to try to listen, to understand, to see things from my point of view. sigh. i dont know how to tell her things. you would think that after her bsf class, she'll come home in a better mood and yet... look at her. sigh. i wanted to tell her how sick i felt today, about the film i watched during class, about my plans tomorrow.. and she picked on every small detail.. shifting the conversation elsewhere.. giving me the sense that she doesnt bother about what i'm saying. how then can she expect me to ever confide in her? how then can she demand i tell her things when she doesnt even want to listen? i'm so tired and i wish she'll care. i wish she'll care, really. show me. but its all hidden, buried deep. all only to be interpreted and never outrightly expressed. it hurts. it really does. it really really does.
all my life, i'm just living under this shadow that my parents have left behind.
every day is a new day ♥
