I had a heated argument with my Mom. It all started simply with a sick stray cat lying on the parking lot of our neighborhood. And she was like blaming us for the stray cats around, saying because we're feeding them that's why they're there. I was so furious, saying this is a free country and all the blah blah stuff that you'll later find out that they were lame. It's just that, I really hate it when everything is wrong, she'll just come cleaning her hands like she wasn't part of it. I don't know. Why should she always try to get off whenever there's something's wrong. And she'll go nagging us that we're so and so. I wanted to tell her how I hate her for not feeling sorry about anything. Maybe she is but she's ashame to say it. What about? That she'll appear weak? Maybe. But saying you're sorry doesn't mean you're weak. It's just saying that you're not perfect and you're accepting it. I just can't help but to think that whenever you're in the peak of success, you can't even turn back and say, "Ok, I have to go back where I started." It sucks big time really this very moment. But I guess she has her reasons as I do.