cold and heartless are the two words i can describe myself with.
the poor girl got a deep cut
the pool of blood on the ground
it's near to a murder scene except that the girl was alive
i couldnt be bothered to care but just walked off
the only question that came across me was "what happened?"
i didnt even thought of helping her or what (maybe because there were tons of army guys who can do first aid better than me. yes, what an excuse)
and when i went home, it was just complete silence. was too rushed so i didnt greet my parents. yes, i got ticked off because of that. not literally ticked off, but yah... and after that, dinner was silence. the wongs from #08-437 cant express themselves for nuts. and i guess, i really have an attitude problem. i was the last to finish dinner. i walked off, without any intention of helping them to wash the dishes. i was kind of pissed off. i dont understand why am i not trusted in this family. they doubt me in almost everything, to an extent that i dont bother to tell them or argue with them. if they think this way, so be it. coz i'll lose in every agument. we cant talk nicely huh?
so what if i try to change this situation. no one is cooperating. since we like to show body language and shout at one another, then let this be a family practice.
ohana means no one is left behind. HA HA HA. my foot. this family is too individualistic.
i thought i was indifferent to things. apparently, i'm not. WTF.