Dad said some of the most insensitive things over dinner earlier on and I teared a little. Mumsy's still angry with him for saying what he did, and me, I'm sickened that he's capable of such hurtful and mindless words; that's the reason I got so emotionally charged, not because I was the target of his words (whom I wasn't).
I don't know if I'm ever going to be able to change his stubborn ways of thinking, but it seems like it's going to take a damned lot of work and I don't know if I'm ever going to be up for that, he's not exactly the nicest person to talk to of all the people I know.
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Picked this up from the library this afternoon. I love the way he writes; it's just so as-a-matter-of-factly, not that different from th... -
1. Go for a late-night skate along ECP. Or maybe a really late one along Orchard Road. 2. Take a long drive along some very long stretches...
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I don't have a crush right now, so this post will be about the last one I had, slightly more than a year ago and I'll try to keep ...
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