Just as I was talking to my friends about the saddest incident I went through yesterday... I realized my mum could have know that I was crying in the room all day...
Several times she try to talk to me...1st time, to put the folded panties on my bed. 2nd time to put the 2nd pile of panties on my bed, 3rd time where I already locked the door and she was knocking on the door while trying to open,she said she accidentally off the network. 4th time she knock on the door again and she wanted to speak to me...
everytime she comes, I show her my five fingers... looking at my phone, I said..I am busy in a cold tone (actually I am trying not to look at her directly so that she won't be able to see my watery face).
The last two time, she wanted to open the door and yet I refuse to open it. She said she wanted to talk to me and I said I wasnt free...Such a failure I am... damn myself...I am sure she is worried for me but I am too ashame to show my sobbing state... fearing that she will scold me crazy lah... siao lah.. blar blar...
haiz.. such a failure... when will I be able to be strong enough to face the way my mum show concern on me? just when?
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