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Saturday, February 17, 2007
- crash -

tears flow like a running tap.. i can't stop them.

ever felt like everything jus crashed down on u.. without any warning... murphy's law.. whn bad things come, they come altogether.. i experienced it yeap.. quarrels quarrels and more quarrels.. with u, dad, mum, sis.. i'm tired of making ppl understand. tired. its sometimes jus so difficult to be urself. i'm not throwing tantrums. i'm rational enuf.. empty promises.. i've had enuf of them.. wats next?

wat an irony.. pouring water over ur enthusiasm to buy some nicey new year clothes.. and chasing u to go buy some whn u no longer wana get out of the house. boo.. go away..

if tats all ur coming in to talk to mi about, please get out. that's wat i said to my sister. elder sister. fierce mi. but i reali can't be bothered.

i din noe that, studying is a crime. studying is advised against.. against wat? shopping. if u jus wouldn't understand, n i guess no one else does since no one's studying currently in the family except mi mi and mi. go away.

helpless. i jus wana bury my head in bed and cry... but they changed the pillows.. its a cold hard pillow.. no longer soft and approachable.. the ones i liked to hug.. everything's changed.. why shd i pretend to be nice.. why shd i say sorry.. nopez i won't. becuz i'm seriously not at fault, and i'm clear of that.. yes my lil' sister say.. they dun tink before they speak. jus heck about them. i noe, and tats wat i'm doing... the understanding jasmine is not understanding now.. or at least, she's learning how to fight for her rights.. fight for wat is right.

a battle of the minds.. can u jus let those tots diminish a lil'... my head's bursting... i failed in family, i failed in love, almost failing in studies, perhaps thr's one thing worth rejoicing.. i haven failed in friends.. and i hope never.. or u can jus kill mi..

back to books. on cny's eve.

i don't want to celebrate anything anymore. i miss happy moments too

                                                                                                          
                                                                                                             Written @ 12:51 PM
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