I should be mugging for my mid-terms on friday, but i have to write this somewhere so i can forget about it.

Hopefully.

I feel sad. And there's really only one reason why I'll feel sad. I don't understand how a mother can talk in that manner to a daughter. Even though she gave birth to me, and according to her, she has the right to say whatever she likes to me, because that's how she is. Does she see me as a human, or just a punching bag with no feelings whatsoever? I feel hurt. Because she's my mum, I hurt even more. Then I get angry, and i retaliate. I don't say nice things when I'm angry. Put me and her together for a day, and we all end up with scars.

...i dunno what i can do. i'm not a saint, but i definitely don't provoke.

One more year, then i'm off to beijing!!!