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Life's had always been a drama. Too much of a drama indeed that I got real sick of it. Had always been a rollercoaster ride for me, having sudden unexpected climax and in another second, it might just drop to 0.5degrees. Thats just life. Live it to the fullest and remember not to expected too much, the fall might just be an unbearable one.

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Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Had a problem getting up on the right time recently.

Wonder wads up with me lately.

Im turning into a frigging sleep log. YEs! I literally dosed off sleeping on the journey to work. Amazing i shld say, i dun even care much tt kinda of thing... fancy slping even standing on e mrt. How retard was tt? Argh. im just a tad too tired...

Something tt pretty much stil bothers me. Somehow, I think it had reachd a point where my tolerance level for things had declined.. tremendously. But, seriously.. i dun feel a nid to compromise any further.

Quarrelled with daddy early in the morning. Got myself into a whirlwind of mess! Was late and tts y im rushing to get things done. And the next moment, daddy rushed younger bro out of the house, asking him to go ahead to work without waiting for me. Brother was reluctant, and hence irritating dad kip nagging and nagging. NON-STOP. freaking annoying. Out of a rave, i snapped back, 'bro, go ahead alrite, just get the hell out of the house without me'.. yes, an intention to shut my dad's voice. Forget it, he's just in his own nutshell who would never understand our generation.

din helpd much. worsen e r/s between us. no matter wad i do, ive always try my best to please him. But it always end up turning into futile efforts. He din, not even at one bit, like FEMALES. Fuking irritated. Y do parents these days still with tt mindset of male childs more impt than females? Aren't we girls humans too? He fuking hate me so much and y do he even bother letting me out in this world? Ive always pondered over various questions..The more i think about the warmth other families have, the more i hate tis home. Like totally losing it's meaning of returning home where theres no warmth in it. Meaningless, rilly.

Ive tried, my best to be more understanding, giving in to my dad most of the time, temper put at a lower level, but all these does not help abit at all. When i tried to be good to pple, no one seems to appreciate. esp dad. Wads e world turning into. I have no idea too.

Teared much. ):
8:18 PM

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