Little things

Sick of my life.

Really don't know who to trust.

Listening to this person telling me about that person.

And that person telling me about another person.

Then once the two persons come together, they act as if they are best brothers.

WTF?

Thought I have settled down.

But I guess I still need some time.

The best JC friends I've made I guess is the 11S103 guys.

Everyone's quite real.

But still, I still feel kinda segregated from them.

If I don't have my house comm position, I would have just spend everyday with them.

Ah fuck this.

Secondary school friends.

Best.

And after coming home from a tired day, I got scolded just because I withdrew money from my bank.

$20.

And I never even spend.

I withdraw cause I scared not enough.

Say what I must report to them if I want to withdraw.

Then their tone is not gentle, it's like just shout.

The tone make me sound like I stole things or raped people like that.

Wtf.

Everyday one sia.

Come home kpkb.

Then I raise my voice a bit to make my point then they say "Now you use what tone to talk to me?"

Then I don't want to quarrel already so I diam diam.

Then they still want to provoke me "Oie, I talking to you leh."

Please understand me.

It's not I don't want to be nice.

It's because I'm tired from life.

I need a break from all the fuzzy wuzzy things that's happening.

I want a home.

A shelter.

A shelter from the chaos.

Please give me that.

I will do my part as an obedient child.