A week stay over at Dar's....

Sighz.. I'm speechless.

Everything was in a rush, I knew it when the phone starting vibrating while I was in class.

After class, straight to home.

Pack my barangs barangs without second thoughts.

Then off to Dar's house.

I would have prefer grandma's.

But its kinda quiet over there at night, and Dar don't feel good bout that idea.

Was kinda upset last night.

I actually had to allow 3 men, to stay in my house til the end of this week.

3 men which are total strangers to me.

I don't feel safe, I don't feel good.

Thus, I'm moving out.

No one cares about how I feel.

I mean, WAT THE FUCK?

I'm a daughter, not a son.

I have boobs and a vagina.

I don't own a pair of balls and a penis.

And daddy expects me to stay at home? With 3 total strangers?

No way. I'm not gonna do that.

And I even have to share MY toilet with them.

God Damn It.

Now, I'm only giving Dar and his family extra troubles.

I just feel so pissed about this whole issue.

Pissed about how daddy don't even think about me.

Pissed about why daddy thinks that everything will be fine just because he knows 2 out of the 3 men for about 2 years.

Screw that 2 years.

2 years? And you know that he won't try anything funny?

Oh god, Please.

Almost all men are ruled by their PENIS rather than their BRAIN.

Just because of all these, now things are so SCREWED.

I have to wake up extra early, take a bus to MRT station.

From Clementi.

The trains are all so packed.

And I think, some guy was trying to be funny with me today.

His hands are in his pockets. But he still kept brushing against my butt.

But I don't have evidence that, he's really molesting me.

I'm still so pissed.

And I've got school tomorrow.

Yesterday's 1st lesson, was kinda bad.

After 6 years.. Now, I suddenly had to study again. Everything is just so dry.

Lets hope things will get better as the weeks passes.