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Monday, September 15, 2008 12:12 PM

A muse
a source of inspiration
the moon in my nights
The star of my light
All of those and much more
thats what in my life
she stands for
-Wannor

Hi, I guess I'm alright now. I really hope I sincerely meant that, haha. Sorry for the previous post, all emotional and mushy. Was hoping I could feel better after that, sadly no. It made me cry so badly when I typed it out. Plus whenever people tried talking to me about it, I started crying like a crying baby whose hungry, pathetic much. I guess, I'll start appreciate things/people right from this moment. Not gonna neglect people, they're important. Without them, who am I? Would I go this far, and would I even know about blogger? Hahaha, oh shut up Kinz! Oh yeah, I know this particular guy, whose quite good in poems and stuff, he's so kind. He wrote me the thing below the picture, so thoughtful of him huh? I'm muse, gotta be kidding. But, I appreciate dude, thanks again. __ fastforward >> Yesterday Mum dragged me to Geylang, main aim to buy all my raya clothes. I managed to buy all of them in one night! World record you know, because I'm the fussy type, even so we walked around Geylang for hours. Mum was really tired and started complaining, I felt bad. Still, she knew my character she should be prepared what. She kept telling Dad that I was dragging her for long hours just to find an outifit, sadly, Daddy wasn't on her side. He'll say the usual, which is, "Mak dengan anak sama pe, ngada-ngada" (translation : She's like you what, both fussy in finding clothes). All I did was laugh at her, and she kept quiet because it's fact. She know she can't win, because Daddy is a man who never wants to lose. He'll never give in you know, not even to me. When we talk about something, and he thinks otherwise about it, he'll debate it. Usually when I fight back, either he'll make me shut by talking non-stop and make me hear his facts or Mummy tapped me, meaning I should listen and let him win. Unfair mag! Yada kepapa, reached home 2400hours plus. Both of us are dead tired, but once I turn on the computer and stare at it. I feel fresh, laughs. Very addictive, I can only avoid it if I'm really really lazy or I got no chance or give face or got nice tv show to watch or etc etc. See, I'm such a sweetie. Today, went to Chong Pang because I had to accompany Mummy to fetch lil brother at my auntie's house. Was forced to wake up, at 11plus. I was really mad, ahahaha. Muka macam orang steam baru isap gam siak. So, I'm told to sleep early now because I'll be having school the next day. I can't think what else to type. But all I know is, I'M FUCKING LEFT WITH ONE WEEK TILL HOLIDAYS, I like I like I super like! Tomorrow, I can't fast because I didn't listen to Mummy, standard. I just finished period, and drag the bathing thing. Stupid baka shitty pee me! Ugh, must repay more days, gundu babi. Goodbye.

PS. MaU jaD! MinAhs ReP$ uh gherl, baIkz PaH?!?! HAHAHA, okay I'm so bad at this:BB

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