Why I didn't blog on Saturday

Saturday -> Mom quarreled with Dad again, Dad drove us to Uncle's place for another typical family gathering, Dad began lecturing brother during dinner, brother told Dad to shut up, Dad got pissed and verbally abused brother in front of the entire family, Aunt stood up for my brother and chased Dad out of the house, Dad slammed his plate of food on the table and threatened Aunt, Uncle (Aunt's husband) got pissed and stood up for his wife, told him to fuck off, Dad stormed out of Uncle's place and drove off. Kaely ran away from Uncle's place with some money and her phone, stoned at the podium (some sheltered area), parked her bike and began text messaging people, biked home.

Saturday was the best day of the week!
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Sigh sometimes we put up walls not to keep people out, but to see who cares enough to knock them down. Doesn't anyone understand at all?
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I feel more comfortable talking to strangers than people I know. I guess its 'cos chances are, I’ll never see them ever again and I feel like I can say anything I want. They don’t know my past or what I’ve done, they can only judge me solely on first impressions. I’m the person I am now, not then. Sigh its just people I know don’t see the difference so yea.
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Hm I've come to a conclusion that the reason people find it so hard to be happy is that they always see the past better than it was, the present worse than it is, and the future less resolved than it will be. Life @.@

3 more days to eoeoys :D