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| Saturday, November 10, 2007 |
Sometimes, I feel like giving my brother one tight slap.
For being rude to my parents,
for disrespecting me,
for not studying hard,
for fooling around,
for stealing my money,
for many many things he had done.
Few days back I just found out I lost $100 at my house.
I hide it somewhere in my cupboard but it's gone.
Main suspect is him,
but he denied.
And my mum choose to believe him.
Anger, sad, disappointed.
I'm unhappy.
I didn't want to show it how.
I'm trying hard to forget.
I'm tried of daily routines.
Maybe I'm not easily contented.
I'm a girl that love to be pampered.
I need attentions too.
I want to be happy, real happy I mean.
Sigh,
I'm sorry.
I don't feel good too.
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