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Friday, July 11, 2008 / 9:21 PM

I don't know and don't care what the fuck's with your problem. Your memory seems to store only those views where I am in front of the computer using MSN. Fuck, I hadn't use it for two weeks, for useless bloghopping etc. Right, two weeks might be like little TO YOU but heck, I am not one of those people who can keep EVERYTHING to myself. I need to talk to friends yeah?

Heck, don't even try to think that I can speak to you instead. Tell me, do you even bother? What about the times when I was in P6? I cried in the bathroom, before sleep so frequently somehow it became a habit but wtf do you know about it? I know this will 'tide over' within a few years but you know what? Not much is going to be changed. It has been the way it was since I was P3. Or maybe that was when I start to get a clearer view of things.

You don't even bother and expect me to crawl to you everyday and tell you all about my life. Woman, that's not going to happen just face it all right? You have the guts to say I'm getting more and more bad-tempered but hadn't the thought that I was merely in a bad mood that day ever did cross your mind?

Hell, we have have our off-days and you don't judge me by that.

But if you're in a bad mood and can take it out on me by shouting and that's like so compulsory. I tried my best to ignore you but you seem to take advantage of it. Your insults got even worse than ever, as time goes by.

You always shrug all my stress off with a couple of insensitive remarks. You think studying is so easy even though you often say that you know it isn't easy studying and all. Please, don't say that it makes me disgusted because from your usual comments about our studying habits, you apparently think that it's easy as ABC.

I'm going to shut my ears to all your insults and ignore the remarks. But when I do so, you're getting on and on about how I don't respect you. You know I do.

But you're making it all difficult now.

I'll take deep breaths and wait for this period to be over. Meanwhile, I hope, with all my heart, you'll learn to respect what I need.


profile Suhui 13 02 95 I think autumn is the prettiest season. Sometimes we hold the attention of so many, but when we speak, we probably just want that one person to hear us. Credits Design & Layout: Naziz	Friday, July 11, 2008 / 9:21 PM I don't know and don't care what the fuck's with your problem. Your memory seems to store only those views where I am in front of the computer using MSN. Fuck, I hadn't use it for two weeks, for useless bloghopping etc. Right, two weeks might be like little TO YOU but heck, I am not one of those people who can keep EVERYTHING to myself. I need to talk to friends yeah? Heck, don't even try to think that I can speak to you instead. Tell me, do you even bother? What about the times when I was in P6? I cried in the bathroom, before sleep so frequently somehow it became a habit but wtf do you know about it? I know this will 'tide over' within a few years but you know what? Not much is going to be changed. It has been the way it was since I was P3. Or maybe that was when I start to get a clearer view of things. You don't even bother and expect me to crawl to you everyday and tell you all about my life. Woman, that's not going to happen just face it all right? You have the guts to say I'm getting more and more bad-tempered but hadn't the thought that I was merely in a bad mood that day ever did cross your mind? Hell, we have have our off-days and you don't judge me by that. But if you're in a bad mood and can take it out on me by shouting and that's like so compulsory. I tried my best to ignore you but you seem to take advantage of it. Your insults got even worse than ever, as time goes by. You always shrug all my stress off with a couple of insensitive remarks. You think studying is so easy even though you often say that you know it isn't easy studying and all. Please, don't say that it makes me disgusted because from your usual comments about our studying habits, you apparently think that it's easy as ABC. I'm going to shut my ears to all your insults and ignore the remarks. But when I do so, you're getting on and on about how I don't respect you. You know I do. But you're making it all difficult now. I'll take deep breaths and wait for this period to be over. Meanwhile, I hope, with all my heart, you'll learn to respect what I need.