I hate my life.... i know it sounds ungrateful, but sometimes i feel like why i have to live like this? Why i hate my life so much...? You see, there are a lot of bad things *frequently i guess* and i can't take it anymore... enough with me having no money at all that i had to go home every single week... sometimes, i feel that i should quit but i can't... I was not saying bad to my family, but they never asking anything.. yes, anything about my problem... they only care if only i said it to them... but, should i asking or talking every single day about my problem when they are not asking too?? I know but.... *sigh* Now, i've reached my limit that im crying like hell today... i'm the one that cannot let out my anger to anyone... so i will just crying until my heart in ease... you must be feel that i'm not grateful with anything right? Im sorry for such childish confession..