The End Of The Road...

If you are highly judgemental then I suggest, don't continue reading...:-))) But oh well, it doesn't really matter anymore...

Well, could it possibly be the end of the road for the lady who had given birth to my mother? I sound super evil but I've lost the little respect I had for her a long time ago. I wish for no one to judge me or think of me as a heartless fool but either way I guess I don't really care. I have my reasons and I right now, I'm too tired to list them down. It just that it sucks that I took my mum to the hospital over the weekend and wow...I couldn't even get myself to sympathize even a little bit. Maybe the way things were before has made my heart hard as ever...I feel nothing for her. To make things worst, I was trying not to laugh...sighh....

I should be honest anyway..so yeah, I don't really care. Life was unfair and memories somehow kick in everytime I try to feel sorry. And just to set things straight, I drove all the way to the hospital just so my mum could see her and I would not regret anything. I would not want anything said about me for sure...like I drive and go places but could not take my mum to visit her mother in the last stages of her life etc. So, although I went all the way nothing changes..I still hate her...

I'm just writing crap down now cause I'm looking forward to going home. I'm tired as hell right now..all I wanna do is go home.

And also...the point is...ever had such terribly, sick memories that cause hatred? Oh well, the big C's would speak endlessly of forgiveness but sure you could forgive easily but could things actually be forgotten? Hell NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO...