D:
hey.
can somebody please tell me.
why does everything that you really look forward always go hay-wire?
explain.
for i'll never understand.
today's such a rotten day.
wish i got a sister twin,
then we'll be best girlfriends,
and spill everything out everytime.
but wishes never come true.
D:
this is stupid.
i hate everything that's going on.
i hate everything that spoils our family.
i hate that guy, such an ass. to hell with him.
poor gran, she got scared with that yell of his.
yep, he came up again.
banged our door again. TWICE a day.
leaving behind imprints on the metal gate.
my mum always feels sad whenever she look at them.
and
is this his daily habit?
we didnt do anything, lord.
i was using the computer,
my bro was packing his stuff,
my parents and gran and the maid was sleeping,
hey, think, what could we do?
really sick of this.
what's the meaning of home
when you are scared every moment and second?
i thought HOME, was supposed to be comfortable, yes?
that may be one of the reasons why i want ever so badly to live in a condo.
i thought that the people there will be more considerate,
and they wont come banging your door down and shouting vulgarities in the middle of the night.
they wont be crazy and think that we're making noise when we're just sleeping,
and wont complain just because my mum mopped the floor and made a little noise.
am i right?
at least more considerate people may live in condos, than hdb.
and condo's always have a sensse of security, isnt it?
they have guards outside and everything...
i wish i could earn huge big bucks and shift house right this instance into a nice sweet condo.
haha. am i doing condo advertising?
...
screwed.
i'm feeling so ever blue. and i need some one there to talk to me.
really wish i had a sister. not a need for twin, just a sister.
hey how cool can that be.
we could share rooms and watch movies together, shop and do many many incredible things together..
not like a brother cant.. but there'll be some kind of gap in between i guess.
i want a sister.
then i can tell her how scared i am now.
how much hatred i hae for that asshole who lives below us.
how scared am i for my gran and dad too, when we're away for the 3 day trip
meanwhile, my blog shall do the job of a sister eh?
now i'm not a single tiny bit looking forward to the trip anymore..
i feel like crying man.
that asshole teared away our happiness.
one day, i'll go mad, and kill him.
one day, perhaps, i'll be insane.
with all this insercurity.
it's 1 plus now.
i'm alone, awake in my house
and may god bless this house,
and daddy, granny, and the maid too.
haha. all this should be private..
hmm.. maybe i'll just set to FOR FRIENDS ONLY, i guess.
may the asshole be dead.
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D:
hey.
can somebody please tell me.
why does everything that you really look forward always go hay-wire?
explain.
for i'll never understand.
today's such a rotten day.
wish i got a sister twin,
then we'll be best girlfriends,
and spill everything out everytime.
but wishes never come true.
D:
this is stupid.
i hate everything that's going on.
i hate everything that spoils our family.
i hate that guy, such an ass. to hell with him.
poor gran, she got scared with that yell of his.
yep, he came up again.
banged our door again. TWICE a day.
leaving behind imprints on the metal gate.
my mum always feels sad whenever she look at them.
and
is this his daily habit?
we didnt do anything, lord.
i was using the computer,
my bro was packing his stuff,
my parents and gran and the maid was sleeping,
hey, think, what could we do?
really sick of this.
what's the meaning of home
when you are scared every moment and second?
i thought HOME, was supposed to be comfortable, yes?
that may be one of the reasons why i want ever so badly to live in a condo.
i thought that the people there will be more considerate,
and they wont come banging your door down and shouting vulgarities in the middle of the night.
they wont be crazy and think that we're making noise when we're just sleeping,
and wont complain just because my mum mopped the floor and made a little noise.
am i right?
at least more considerate people may live in condos, than hdb.
and condo's always have a sensse of security, isnt it?
they have guards outside and everything...
i wish i could earn huge big bucks and shift house right this instance into a nice sweet condo.
haha. am i doing condo advertising?
...
screwed.
i'm feeling so ever blue. and i need some one there to talk to me.
really wish i had a sister. not a need for twin, just a sister.
hey how cool can that be.
we could share rooms and watch movies together, shop and do many many incredible things together..
not like a brother cant.. but there'll be some kind of gap in between i guess.
i want a sister.
then i can tell her how scared i am now.
how much hatred i hae for that asshole who lives below us.
how scared am i for my gran and dad too, when we're away for the 3 day trip
meanwhile, my blog shall do the job of a sister eh?
now i'm not a single tiny bit looking forward to the trip anymore..
i feel like crying man.
that asshole teared away our happiness.
one day, i'll go mad, and kill him.
one day, perhaps, i'll be insane.
with all this insercurity.
it's 1 plus now.
i'm alone, awake in my house
and may god bless this house,
and daddy, granny, and the maid too.
haha. all this should be private..
hmm.. maybe i'll just set to FOR FRIENDS ONLY, i guess.
may the asshole be dead.
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