Family is always the best. They accept you for who you are, and who you are not.
Even if you have some habits that are damn irritating, they still tolerate, accept, and continue to be there for you.
Unlike others, who will start to avoid, shun, ostracise or criticise you.
Home is like a shelter which keep us out of the rain of swearings.


They say, when you're happy, you can eventually give a smile.
There's no need to force a grin.
That's indeed what I need for tomorrow's test.
But will I be happy tomorrow?
Will I?


Sometimes, I'm really afraid that those things will disappear.

Tomorrow's our gathering.