The week is ending soon. Finally. I feel so tired and restless this whole week. I don fel like going to school.
Sometimes, the person you always trying to impress will always be the one who disappoint you. I am trying so hard but no one understand me. All the pain i had to bear myself. Who is there for me? Who will supprt me? Nobody did. I juz want some encouraging words but all i get is your scoldings and harsh words. I am your daughter. But throughout these seventeen years, you never say anything encouraging to me before. It's ok to me. But soemitmes when i really want to talk to you normally, you never seems to gave me a chance. I wonder if i am ur daughter or wat. I never like to stay at home. And you nver ask me y. You only scolded me for going out often. I feel hurt. I envy other gals who can hold their mum's hand and go out shopping. I envy other gals whose mum are so supportive for them. But i don blame you. You ar my mum.
Yup. Enough of sad stuff. Makes me nearly cry. Phew.
Happy two months! hA..HA. oR should i say finally two months is over. Still got a lot of months to go.ha..ha. Lame.. Thanks for being my side when i needed you. And thanks for helping me to carry all those barang barang. Although you really really makes me wanna taKE A CHOPPER CAN CHOP YOu sometimes, you are really a very goood galfrene ( it depends on situation, not all the time). ha.ha. lame. Don provoke me anymore, i will make you pay bakc twice.ha.ha.
