more, more..

mom was crying as she told me about her disappointment in my inability to graduate last year.

very sad about how i live my life, about how i was not stupid but have such bad grades, the bad habit of being late and inability to get up. she is also upset for not telling her what i'm being counselled for. i really dont know how to tell her what i'm being counselled for. i want to let her know after i'm well. but the day seems so distant..

self-centred, not looking into the future. me.

responsibility and the hope in me.

a lot of times i really dont want to grow up, but apparently, i think this time is coming really close to take up the responsibilities in my life seriously.

move on, grow up be strong, in the Lord.