Today was supposed to be a good day in Church. My parents just killed the mood with one of their ever so famous arguments again. I have to go in and out up and down to ask one by one to come back. Damn it! Damn everything! Thank God everything went smoothly but those two are still not talking. Every single damn day, the acted like a children.

Mum asked me why you always stayed inside the room. The day before I replied because I got things to do which is watching videos. Today I replied her, your stupid arguments makes me doesn't want to lay my eyes on you people. There...that is what a bad daughter would say but it's true. Who in the world wanna hear their parents arguing anyway? Once I got out, I have to become a mediator between those two. Endlessly...I might add.

I wish to tell them in their face." Get through your thick skull people! Don't ever argue in front of me ever again if you do not want me to scream in their face." I already glared at the both of them. Mind you. Behaving like a children, making a scene in church(of course not shouting loudly but people near us can definitely distinguish that they are arguing. One walking out of church, came back and the other went off again) and most of all making me hard to do. Let them try having parents that argue and let them have a taste of their own medicine.

Good thins I have a blog that I can write this down, if not it will bloat up and I am sure I am going to explode sooner or later.