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Friday, November 17, 2006


sorry for that vulgarity.
haha.. i'm still angry ok.
I just regret typing that on my blog.. spoiling my scenery.

Anw, my parents aren't happy with my results.
So what?
It doesn't bother me.
I'll never be better then them anyway, why can't I live my own life, decide on what I wanna do, do what I love.
It's my life, excuse me.
I'm being selfish i know, but like as if anyone is perfectly kind and selfless.
Weren't you being selfish when you expect something of me, but never did it youself?
Weren't you being selfish when you enjoyed the rights of 'i'm always right, because im your parent', telling me to do things your way, but never considering me as part of your plans.
Plans for me, ironically.

I hate the fact that no one ever listens to me when i wanna say something.
Something else always happens to be more important.
Why have I been so nice for 17 years of my life, to listen to you guys when you speak, when i have never been treated like that.
You all just make me feel so special, so loved.
haha.

Seriously, all this just pisses me off like always.
ARGH. this sounds so extremely childish.
i have to say this, if my hermit crab is so smelly how bout all your stupid fishes!
Thanks for totally respecting me by throwing them away without my permission.
Think how you'd feel if it happened to you.
You could have done me the courtesy by ASKING.
But of course, you're always right.
Freaking hell, you people know the best ways to piss me off.

Next time, you need someone to shout at cause you're angry,
don't come looking for me.
I'm not gonna sit there quietly and let you rant.



10:42 PM

KANJANI!

liting!

If you can't get rid of the skeleton in your closet, you'd best teach it to dance.

EITO!


PAAAAAN!


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