Saturday Drama

Okay.

Keep this in your imagination.

Imagine me super angry, super upset. 

Really upset.

No, viciously upset.

Ultimately UPSET.

Done?

Good.

Cause that was what I was like.

Until I made both my parents angry x.x

Of course I was angry enough not to care

But the funny thing was, I was going to a retreat.

Who, in going to a retreat, makes others angry [as if on purpose]?

The reason I was angry was because of a teaching that Dad was advising me, but I took it as a scolding...

and then said as if someone else was to blame.

When a hundred and one thoughts run through your head, 

you would not be thinking of a Christian way of solving it.

And that was exactly what I had done.

Not that I cared.

At the retreat, I listened, and forgot about the row I had at home.

And I'm beginning to wonder if God wanted to bring this row to me for a reason...

I had cooled off, but I didn't acknowledge the fact that I had fought.

Because I didn't want to.

OKAY?

*sigh*

*shrug*

Nights.