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Hometown

The finals are finally over and it's the holidays now. I am back in my hometown for 5 days and I am bored already.

I have always dreaded coming back here. I always thought it was because I typically end up having a fight with my mom or dad. And then leave with more frustration in my heart than before I came. It gets tiring after a while, up to a point when you realize you have been doing most of the hearing and no talking at all. I don't blame shrinks for charging high fees to their patients at all. Believe me, they need that much because it is not easy listening to people's problems especially if it's recurring and they never heed to any of your advices or suggestions. So, basically they are always stuck in square one and whenever you are near them, they just drag you in as well. Don't they realize I am just a kid myself?

I wish they would stop getting at each other's throats all the time. Maybe it's idealistic to think that as you grow old with someone, your relationship matures with that person, to a point there's no need to say anything much because both has the same level of love, trust and openess with each other. Of course there will be arguments and tiffs but it will be discussed about and settled, never left to fester disbelieve in their hearts about the other's faithfulness.

What can I do my God? This is in your hands. I can only come to you for rest. I am tired. Exhausted.

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cath said…
awww...dont worry dude...
you'll always have me for a *hug*
get back here quick so we can hang out! its world cup fever and you know what that means...time to became italiano!!
6/05/2006 5:32 PM
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