I don't want to dwell and brood over impertinent injuries. But regardless of his anger, I tried my very best to make-up to him. I still cared for his well being. Without him knowing, I brought him food and even help clean up his room. These things I hope could make-up little by little. And these little efforts, I need not to do actually.
The last straw finally hit me. He was still enraged. Enraged with something I didn't do and was accused of. I rest my case and I wave my white flag.
This is probably one of those situations wherein "The Prayer of Serenity" applies.
"Lord, grant me the Serenity to accept things I cannot change..."And now I am grateful God is supporting me with much serenity. It's over I say. I cannot let myself rot in his wrath and pride. I deserve so much and way better than this
As my friends cradles me in times of mishap... times like this... I want to remember Santi's memorable piece of advise to me...
"There are more worthwhile things to invest time on, other than self righteous bastards..."
- Santi ObcenaAnd with that, I end you. Thanks for everything, I learned humility.