how is it that the person who makes you so happy you feel as though you're floating on air, is also the one who is able to hurt you most deeply?

sigh.

on another note, my dad wants my sister (ain) to quit band because of the heavy commitment and all that, since she's going to be taking her o levels this year. i, for one, am against it because i believe that CCA plays a rather important role in jc/poly admission but my father is obstinate. it's so frustrating to speak to him because he just won't listen. i guess i get my stubborn nature, the one which makes me refuse to accept that i'm wrong, mostly from him.

darn it.

okay i think this week is my PMS-ing week because i feel so upset now, for no apparent reason. i feel like crying but there's nothing to cry over. and i keep thinking about the things which i know will make me even more unhappy, just for the fun of it. i hate PMS.

oh, and i've gained weight. i am officially fatter than before.