Gush of Tears

After a long long day at class, day dreaming on what will be my future life, wondering what is the facilitator crabbing at, and kept myself busy on tit tit ta ta ing on my handphone...

Before i reach home, i purposely made a detour to get my sister a pendrive on the request from my dad. I tried to call him and ask what type of pendrive was sister looking for. He didnt pick up, Well, he did after 10 min, he didnt know as well, so i just went ahead and buy what i think it was appropriate. Couldnt care less, anyway, its just for her leisure use.

Finally! Hommie sweet sweet Hommie... I came into the hse, made myself a hot cup of milo, i was starving!! cant let my stomach go Grueeelling again, its gonna hurt as i have gastric history... All of a sudden...

My dad came down .. and he started raising his voice. Well, being a son, i never wanted to argue back. I never want to argue with him. It was something to do with the pendrive. So as seconds, minutes goes by, his voice was going higher, and i was still gently, calmingly answering all his tantrum. Until one point. I had enough, and i raised my voice to a very high pitch, and i meant, really high till i think that 5 doors down i swear my neighbour could have hear it....

After i *argued*. I realize that i was not patient enough. So i decided to lower my voice again. And at that moment, i felt a gush of tears rushing up my eyes.. i strongly withheld it and didnt allow it to flow. i love my dad, but i dont understand the basis of him getting annoyed for no specific reason.

I hate myself now. worst, i even felt like giving up everything now.