I didn't wanna go for supp revision. But I went anyway. I was feeling twisted inside. Full of fustrations and aggitation. My mind was thinking over and over again. Why do I have to study this stupid poly? I don't want to put myself in such turmoil. I cried all the times ever since i study in there. I slowly feel myself getting more depress and depressed. That's not what my dad told me before... He said I could study till the extent where I was at my limits. But he backtracked. I hated him more and more for putting me through this. What is he doing then? To him, he only exercise words over actions. That's the kind of man he is. I should've known all along. Then I wouldn't have cried numerous of times only to find myself being depressed and pitiful.


Such a pitiful life of mine. Tied down by the demands and orders of my dad.
I'm gonna let him slowly see how I'm gonna destroy myself little by little. Isn't this tormentous? Hahaes. After all life is so long and bored. I've got on my hands is time.