Hmmm... Finish cleaning the room.. Celebrate brother's birthday and now.. I'm back here writing blog...

At times, it makes me wander. Why am I born into this world? Am I really only a living thing for people to scold? I don't get it. Why is it that when I'm not in the wrong, I get scoldings? Why is it that when I help someone to pass a message, I get scolding from the receiver...? It's not my intention to ask the receiver to do that. Why do I get scoldings...?

Have those people ever thought of my feelings? I'm a living thing. I have feelings too... Spare a thought for others...

8:35 PM