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Wednesday, May 27, 2009Y

Well,I've just deleted a post, cos i felt damn bad scolding. Hahhaa, sorry. I really feel damn mean. I shouldn't scold that much next time.


Okay, today is a bad day. I just got scolded by my dad for my results. I am really very sad now. Dont feel like talking to anyone. Scolded me damn badly. Wanted to cry, but i hate crying in front of him. I feel like im acting pitiful, but i am not. I hate it when my parents despise me from the words they say. Last time, if my dad said like that, i would long ago have cried. For some reasons, i am angry. But i am also disappointed in my results. I wanna pour everything out in my blog. But for some reasons, something is stopping me. I really hate being despised and look down on. I HATE IT. I FUCKING HATE IT. Just now, as i was reading TKAM, and thinking about what my dad scolded about me, i did teared. Not really teared, but got water. I didnt let it drop though. Just sorta wiped it away. I dont want to cry because my dad scold me. I hate my dad for scolding me, even if he was right, cos he always talks so harshly. I think he did thought of my feelings, but he wasn't aware that i really did my best in studying. But not in the timing lah. But he dont even know that this is my first time getting so high for lit and SS. I passed SS for the first timein my whole SECONDARY school life okay. He asked if i was stupid. I said im not, but he said he didnt want to say me stupid, but im alr in NA. ANd im going to fail Ns, and i spent 4 years studying in NA, just to fail my N. Well, it's okay lah. Sometimes i have to keep things to myself. He also didnt know that i did sooo well for my ENG last term. He also didnt know that my chem got damn high for the first time in history, ever since i remembered.

Damn everything that goes wrong and doesn't go my way. Fuck you.

ends at Wednesday, May 27, 2009