Black. isn't very nice.

I'm not in a good mood.
ahh fine whatever.

Been along time since i ain't in such a good mood.
it's actually more of a sad bad mood then angry bad mood.

I dunno.
and there's still so much stuff to do.
though that isn't worrying me very much.


It's just...
feel like a ticking time bomb.
ready to explode anytime.
and that above sentence sounds so clique.

but blehh.
I feel like some sort of volcano.
hiding this ugly black secret in me.

It's like.
argh.
the last time i exploded was last year.
4 years of tolerance.
and by tolerance. it was serious tolerance.
in secondary school.
every single horrible and unfair deed.
absorbed them all without a sound.
and then after those 4 years.
just couldn't take it anymore.
boom. Let's just say it wasn't nice.
and it was lucky it happened at home.
must have cried the whole day.
according to my mum anyway.

and now.
i feel the start of those stuff happening again.
all hiding in me, accumulating.
I just hope it stays in there long enough for me to get to somewhere quiet.
and my mum's fighting with my dad outside through the phone again.
tick.

sorry for being so emo.
just being. a bad day.
in school. at home.

I need help.
now.