it’s sad when i’m trying that hard to understand deeply on their problems, just to show them that i do care about their problems and they can’t even try to listen to my stories. whenever they tell me their stories, i would calm they down and make themselves feel better. but when it get to my stories, they would’ve just say ‘um’, then they change the topic. i’m distinctly screwed. maybe i should call my doctor or just go to the counselor. dangg, i really really need a listener now.