I've been troubled by many things for the past few days. Some of which I cannot tell you, unfortunately, because it's private. However, I can tell you this:

My sister has changed. She's so heavily influenced by her peers. Just a few days ago, she asked my mum if she could get her belly-button pierced. She's only 14-years-old, and she wants her belly-button pierced. I'm probably wrong for saying 'she's only 14-years-old' because there are probably many girls of this age, out there, who have done many more things that are just as wild as belly-button piercings.

They say that the suitable age for one to get a belly-piercing is 16-years-old. In Australia, the legal age to get one is 16-years. It doesn't matter if you're intellectually older than what you really are.

My sister and my mum fought over it. My sister said things like, "Oh, why don't you trust me?!" And my mum said strong points like, "The boarding house doesn't allow such things!" It was terrible. My mum was really in tears on that day. That was the day I bought my first pair of jeans. First pair of my choice! They're LEVIs ;)

My cousin Ji-Shen and I have been talking about going to Kota Kinabalu for a few days. He was interested in climbing Mt. Kinabalu, Malaysia's highest summit. Today, I just learnt that my sister was going along. She didn't tell me. I had to ask her if she was told about KK.

I just realised, later on, that if my sister and I go to KK, that leaves my mum all alone in the unit with Lisa our maid. I felt so sad after thinking of that. I don't want to go to KK anymore. I could use some freetime without moody people walking around the house. I don't want to leave my mum alone. The thought of it makes my insides cry.

I'm going to Singapore this Tuesday, the 10th of January. Basically to visit Jude. I can't wait. I need the holiday. I need my break. I need my break from all the troubles that have been giving me the bloody shits this week, and during the past week. I need to let go and forget about some things too.

Right now, all I want to do is sleep and sleep and sleep until everything is gone.

It's the and my only realistic method that K.O.s death itself.

Cheers.