Today was a FUCKED UP DAY. My day has STARTED on the wrong foot. I guess I woke up on the WRONG SIDE OF BED. I need at least 6 HOURS more added into my SHORT 24 HOURS A DAY. Everything is MY FAULT. YA... THE GROUP COME LATE FOR PROJECT... MY FAULT... TUITION TIME NOT REGULAR... MY FAULT... BROTHER DOESN'T WANT TO STUDY... MY FAULT... BROTHER, BROTHER, BROTHER... EVERY BAD THING HE DO IS MY FAULT! ALL BECAUSE I DIDN'T SET A GOOD EXAMPLE FOR HIM TO FOLLOW. FUCK IT! MAY GOOD HAVE PITY ON MY VULGAR VOCABULARY. EVERYTHING BAD THAT HAPPENS IS MY FAULT! EVEN IF I SET AN EXAMPLE, WOULD HE FOLLOW? WOULD HE? THAT'S A QUESTION THAT MY PARENTS NEVER THOUGHT OF DID THEY? HE'S LIKE NOT EVEN 13 YET AND HE IS LIKE TALKING BACK TO MY PARENTS AND ME. WHEN I RAISE MY VOICE A LITTLE, MY PARENTS THINK I'M TALKING BACK. FUCK IT! EVERYTHING I HAVE TO DO! SET TUITION TIME. GIVE WAY TO MY BROTHER. MAKE SURE HE DOES HIS HOMEWORK. FUCK YOU BRO! MY GROUP MEMBERS BETTER NOT BE LATE TODAY BECAUSE I WENT THROUGH ALL THIS SHIT TO ARRANGE A TINE THAT'S BEST FOR THEM. IT'S NOT BEST FOR ME BUT AS LONG AS IT'S BEST FOR THEM I'M SATISFIED. THEN WE CAN GET ON WITH THE PROJECT. MY BROTHER AND DAD BLAMES ME FOR HOW THE PROJECT IS SUPPOSE TO BE DONE. ALL MEMBERS ARE SUPPOSE TO BE PRESENT AND I CAN'T HELP IT IF ONE OF THEM HAVE TO GO TO MALAYSIA YESTERDAY. YESTERDAY WOULD HAVE BEEN THE BEST TIME FOR ALL OF US IF SHE HAD NOT GO TO MALAYSIA. MY BROTHER SAID THAT MY TEACHER WAS "FUCKED UP". HE DOESN'T KNOW WHO HE'S TALKING ABOUT. HE'S TALKING ABOUT THE GREATEST TEACHER IN THE WORLD. I GOT ANGRY SO I SHOUTED BACK. HOW CAN MY OWN BROTHER SAY THIS ABOUT A TEACHER THAN MEANS A LOT? That's it. I've had enough. I've been making sure that everyone is happy what about ME? As a teen I think I have enough to think about everything. CONFUSED. STRESSED. HURT. I guess my world is spining too fast for me to catch up.

IF YOU KEEP ASKING ME I'LL MELT AWAY IN THE SUMMER AIR, IT WON'T HURT HALF AS MUCH AND I'LL BEG FOR YOU TO STOP IT NOW.