y'know. there's many things i hate about my pops. well. i would rather use the word "dislike". i din't find math exactly that hard, so that means i have a chance of passing. for a normal father, he would praise you because you have put in your best, but for my father, he condemns me. "it's useless, another failure in the family.". i mean like, hey. at least i din't say "oh, fail liao larh. no hope". if i have hope, why doesn't he have any? i feel greatly irritated. sigh. this is only one of the many things that i dislike 'bout my pops.
oh yeah. major exam papers are pretty much over, it's time to relax and enjoy, but recently i sprained my ankle, and i've been secretly playing basketball and not letting my pops know, so erm, bad news is i may not be able to play for volleyball tournament. dang.
     