Acceptance

7th April 2009. It’s my second day in this room. I should have said no when they asked if I wanted to go here. I think I’d be better off in the Philippines. Not here. I’m the one always blamed – blamed of things that went wrong even if it wasn’t my fault. I’m tired of always being blamed. I'm alone. No one understands me. But then again, this is what God had planned with my life. I gotta accept it.