Earlier last night, I was watching something when my dad started talking about this 19" LCD screen that he was about to buy. I didn't mind him that much because the topic annoyed me. It wasn't my intention not to like that stuff but what bothered me was that he was spending too much on something that can possibly wait. UGH. Money again, my hatest part. These days I wanted to be involved into something like a summer job or whatever. I wanted to earn money especially that I'm having review classes next week. I wanted it because every time I ask for money, I feel like my mind eats me with my conscience. It's pretty hard when you're in my situation. Going back, so there my dad got a bit upset because of me not even appreciating what he said and directly went to bed. My mom and I were only people left in the living room and I told her that I'm upset too. She knew it, then she told me that they've already talked about it. All I could say to myself was "Yea, you did. I hope it helped."

I'm tired thinking about these petty things. They are a total waste of time and very mind-corrupting. Money, to be exact is very evil. I guess. I HATE IT. Of course, I wouldn't say no to that LCD thing but IT CAN WAIT. Ugh, what bothers me is "Paano na lang kung hindi ako maka-enroll eh. Pucha, sayang naman yung ilang taon na 'yun." Fck, it's very personal. I know but there's no enough outlet anymore so *poof*. I really don't care if you give a damn or what. I'm over it.

I'M PLAIN TIRED. Give me my break. Will you?