It's 10pm and i've been home from my walk only a mere 45 minutes. Apparently, no matter how long a walk I could take, how long I could spend sitting around in the park, nothing is enough. I spent just that 45 minutes sitting in front of the tv with them and that was enough friction to end in a screamfest that the whole block and perhaps neighbourhood can hear. He accused me of doing something wrong again which I didn't, and I lost my cool this time and that was it. Maybe I was malicious and did it on purpose to prove how much of a hell this place is. He scolded me chaocheebye more than 5 times, threatened to take a knife and attack me and said he has nothing to lose by going to jail or dying, and told me to get out of the house and not come back if I wanted to. Then he told my mum he always told her that he never wanted kids and having kids is useless. My mum scolded me for losing my cool and said I shouted cos I am getting arrogant cos I'm earning my own money soon. Another piece of stupid nonsense from hearing people gossip and looking at one-sided examples. I told her I have alreay tolerated his scoldings so many times, I was bound to erupt soon.

The reason why all this is surfacing here, is cos I've learnt how to blog on my phone. Normally, my anger would have subsided by the time I turn on the computer. But now it's good for me that I have this avenue of letting out my anger and try to reduce the anguish by complaining it to anyone who would read this.

I've once warned myself never to give this place another chance, but I let my guard down time and again. New rules for now: get out as much as possible, and whilst here, do not be in the same room, and while being accused, just don't answer. Hmm but the screaming doesn't break my heart that much anymore, it's just another day. Will I really get chopped to pieces in my sleep? Unlikely, but I lock my door at night to safeguard my life just a little.