Memories of the Wind.

Thursday, November 29, 2007

My responsibility, my life

A war is raging on in my house and the aggressor is none other than my aunt. I was like Thailand when Japan attacked Singapore. At least I do not get "occupied" by the unfolding of events. My aunt certainly likes to holler. And my cousin tears.

大声因为她大! LOL!

But I do not like the tension in the house. I was studying materials yesterday and I have to divide my attention to the growing unease and the harsh choice of words that my aunt has to offer for my cousin. It will put a venomous snake to shame, the way she speaks.

Haa. My brother ever broke an iron and a cup plus a couple more things because my aunt spewed some inconsiderate remarks about my mum. *sighs*

I feel like a material beyond its elastic limit and it is a double-edged sword. What don't break you makes you stronger. Though it sounds interesting that a material truly becomes stronger when it stretches more, the material will also lose the ability to stretch too. One day, it will break if it stretches too much.

I feel old now. Bones are aching.. But this is my responsibility, my life. I could not possibly run away from my life.

I just need to be louder!!! BUAHAHAHAHA!!!!

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