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Sunday, January 21, 2007
LOVE!!

Hmm..well, todae theres noting much to do..sick since fridae nite..haiisshh..cry for a reason..den yesterdae i cry again coz of my mum..she lah! manjekan sangat ngan anak yang last..hmp!
Kk..i wanna let it all out..so might as well i just tell u the story rite..hmm..

Well..yesterdae came beck from my makcik house to see my grandma..around 12..watch tv3 there..den when reach our house carpark, park already..my bro sae got a small coakroach on top of her..my mum ask him to catch it..den as always..he is afraid or lazy..den as the one..always have to do the dirty tings..i take 2 pieces of tissue paper..den i caught it..but i nearly drop it..den my bro shout..n cry..hahakz..lyk girl..haiyo3..he desreves it..hahakz..den my mum scold me for no reason..den i storm all the way home first banging n punching everitink in my way..lyk dustbins..boxes..walls..lift..my sharp gate..nice man..even feel lyk punching my idiotic bro..my overflowing tears just drop down..den never sleep until sleep..always tosing n tossing all around my bed..hahakz..den i was even sicker todae..n i told my mum i dun wan to go madrasah coz im sick..n she just sae ok..den i study for awhile..study my madrasah book..den she sae no need to study..just go to sleep n rest..hahakz..she must be feeling really guilty after wat she had done to me..hahakz!..hahakz!..den while resting, just lying down on my bed..he call me!..wee!!..he call me! HEE!! den talk2 for awhile..he also sae tat he also never go madrasah since i was not there..hahakz..instead..he sae he go eat at macdonalds at lot 1 there..den he go to his frens house..hahakz..hmm..but noe i msg him after waking up..he never call..mayb he is busy..or..avoiding me..i always have the feeling tat he is avoiding me..hmm..i dunno why i feel tat way..i just always feel lyk tat..hmm..i guess todae's entry is up till here den..hahakz..bubye n take care people..n dear, please remember tat i love u..hmm..

dreamed at 1:52 PM



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