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Each time I close my EYES.
I see your face, I hear your voice.


Wednesday, February 10, 2010 @ 5:52 PM
_|_ .

To that fking brother :

First a thank for letting me vent my fucking anger on you.
& Serve you right. You fucking deserved it. -.-"

Let me tell you,
If doing homework is killing you.
Playing computer games 3hours per day.
Is fucking killing you more.

Another one,
You can sit in the living room to do your homework.
You can off the television if you don't want to get distracted.
Ahma won't say a damn thing. She won't even grumble.
But how can you scream at Ahma,
when she just silently sit in the living room.
NOT even next to you.
Asking her to go and die?

Fuck, have you thought what she have done for you?
I don't feel how she dotes on me.
Because of you. Get it? Don't be such a bastard and scold her for nothing.
First, she's not your fucking punching bag.
She saves all the good things for you.
And I mean, ALL. Not 1 or 2. ALL.

Are you a moron or what.
She gave you all the good things.
You treat her as though it was for granted.
What happens if she just leave one day.
How the fuck are you going to survive.
No one will wait for you to go home everyday.
No one will give you extra money for food.
No one will argue for your rights at home.
No one will even ask you to eat/bathe.
She's too much, but she's doing this for your own good.

I try to understand why she don't give me all this.
I don't get all this.
But I can tell how much she loves you.
What's wrong with you? What the fuck is wrong with you.
I saw sadness in her face just now.
She was about to cry.

She left the house until I chased after her to beg her to go home.
And I just ask you to apologise to her and you're totally giving her the very not happy attitude.
Eh please, no matter rain nor shine, she's still YOUR grandmother.
Where the fuck did you put your respect to ?

And I'll make myself clear.
I want a 1000-word reflection by the end of today.
At 12midnight.
I want your english compo done by 7pm today.
And if you were to not understand what is respect.
You can stand outside the house for the rest of the day.
You move a single step, you can stop talking to me.
And you know I'm serious because I can.

And I think people from blocks away can hear I scream just now.
I can be fucking serious and I can be joking.
You can have my fucking foolscap.
But I'll take the money and ask Dad to give you lesser money tomorrow.

Who told you I don't give a damn.
You wait long.
Even if you get your freedom at 18 from Mum and Dad.
You won't get it from me until 21.

And I'm fucking serious.
Please understand what Ahma's trying to tell you.
She's afraid that she'll leave.
She's afraid until she wants you to get all the best.
You get it not moron -.-"


Seriously,
What the fuck is wrong with you.
Need a doctor? Go see la. Walan.
Go in counseling so many times still the same.
ZZZZZZ. Disgrace.



Linnie Kaylee Toh Miaomiao! (XiaoStrawL).
I may laugh, I may frown, I may cry. I don't see why that's different from others. Turning fourteen on 9th July this year. I've graduated from East View Primary in 2008, after spending 6 years of Primary education there. Currently in Damai Secondary of class 2E1. Inspired to become a/an interior designer, author, singer, artist even a photographer. I grumble over the smallest things, I get excited over almost everything. Fate and destiny are just myths. Yet sometimes, I believe them. I rather listen to Country, Pop, R&B songs than Techno. I cling on my past rather tight. I'm just a nobody that seeks for peace and happiness. I live, a rather happy, sad, miserable yet exciting life. I may fear to say goodbye, but if I have to, I will. I'm selfish and bias. You may not like what I do, but this is who I am. And who I will always be. Loves Yesung (Kim Jong Woon) of Super Junior :).



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