I hate my life. It's all about pressure, pressure, and even more pressure! And worse yet, criticism! yeah yeah, not as though it really matters much to me, but for heaven's sake! The one damn person that must damn criticize my damn responsibilties would be no other than my aunt!! No damn there...Still got respect for her, though barely. Arrgh...I have no idea why..each time she comes and visit I would get this feeling that makes me go 'uh-oh'. Damn damn damn! I hate this feeling! It's like being unloved, and worse of all, it makes me depressed. And it's getting worse each day. I don't want to tell my mum nor sis about it, cause I could almost predict their reactions: indifferent and disbelieving and criticizing. That means more criticism again! And I definitely wouldn't want anymore of 'em! Maybe that's one of the reason why I usually prefer school to home...Home is no save haven for me, it's a stress bundle! And me getting 'kicked' out from my own room ain't helping much either! Arrrghhhh!!! So goddamn stressed out! Wish I didn't exist in this world...