Kidnap my heart.

Tuesday, November 25, 20085:31 PM

Received a call from daddy in the afternoon during work. He doesn't sound right. He even ask me whether i'm busy. Thought something happen to him. Then he suddenly ask me about mummy and her colleague. wtf. I didn't said anything then daddy keep on kbkb about the colleague coming to fetch mummy every day and send her home. Nagging here and there. I wanted to tell daddy that mummy got the rights to do so. Both of them are divorce. Why have to keep on torturing and let mummy suffer? I find mummy pitiful. I am so heartpain for her. Daddy then ask me to call mummy and ask her where is she now and call him back. So I called mummy to tell her everything. I was so damn sad. Then mummy ask me not to care about daddy. haiz. I wish mummy will have a good life one day. If only i earn 6k a month, I will move out from the house and take mummy away from this home. A home where nobody wants to go. Even when I was young, I hate going home. Cos everytime I went home, it will be full of nagging by grandma or daddy. Sometimes mummy cos she was too piss that she vent her anger on me. But I understand mummy feelings only when I grow older.
The world is never fair.
I really wish I can hate my daddy sometimes but I can't bear to do it. Everytime when I hate him, sweat and curse him, I will feel bad after 1 or 2 days later and treat him good again. Can I be more hard hearted? I really wish to bring mummy and move out, but I still will feel sad leaving daddy. Why can't I grow up in a normal family with both parents? I don't mind single parents, but at least a peaceful one like some of my friends does. Even though they grow up from single parents, at least the dad or mum doesn't create problem to the family. Since already divorce, what for creating so much nuisance? I can't stand it.
And why am I always the one to settle all this? Everytime my parents quarrel, my grandma unhappy with mum, sis or dad, or sis quarrel they always vent their anger or complain to me. I am always the middle person to help them pass message or whatever.

I wish to move out someday but I love my family.

So unusual for me to blog about personal stuff. For the first time, I blog it down. I just can't take it anymore.

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