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Y Sunday, March 26, 2006


I am so tired...so so so tired with my family...my life...my everything...

Let me tell u a joke...guess wad...my parents still so strict with me that i cannot even watch tv...and guess wad...i am 18 years old...a gd joke eh?

I have a family that i cannot comprehand...theres always a part of me that tells me i dun belong in this family...and sumtimes i am proven right...

I dunnoe wad to say...i finally understand what it means that words cannot describe everything...you have to be in someone else's shoes to picture everything out...i cannot describe my family to u...u jus gotta come experience it for urself...

Its not like i dun love my family...i am a person that places heavy emphasis on relational ties...friends families whatsoever...i do love them...but they always piss me off so badly sooooo badly that i always feel like giving up on them...my home is really like a hotel i realise...i jus come back to use the facilities and to sleep. no contract no feelings...no love.

maybe many of u will say that u understand u been through and all...but this is different...its really different. No two families are the same.

Why some may ask am i always at my grans house? Its is because i feel so much better there...better than my own house...its not abt the scolding or whatsoever...its the homely feeling...I feel at home...even if i jus go to sleep for a nite there...i still feel homely...wierd eh?

I have so many problems...but i dunnoe how to share it...some may tink i am still like a siao gina...but actually...the stuff that goes through my head...is even further than some adults...even further than death...can't help thinking...its in me..i jus love to plan...have a system...thou i do stray...but i always bring myself back...somehow or rather...

My heart is so empty...i jus need it to be filled. It was filled...but its gone...and it was even broken...now its mended (no sweat) but its back to square 1...its still unfilled. I wish for it to be filled...but please to not bother if u noe u r gonna break it...dun do this to me again...i really cannot tk it another time...once is enuff...

I really love to go to work...surprisingly i feel at least happy...homes a drag school is also a drag but when i tink that it is sunday today...i am happy coz its mon tmr...haha...wierd i noe...and seige its not due to that reason that is going through ur head...lol

Tired...dissapointed...lost...


LOVE♥


3/26/2006 05:24:00 PM