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Sunday, December 12, 2004Y
why ...

someone pls tell me y ... at tis pt , i reali feel like dying ... i feel tat the whloe world is not worth livin for ... n trust me ... i reali mean tat ... is like the ones i love , my mum say i cant love ... the one i can love , i dun reali love ... the ones i love is of cos my friends , dad n him n mayb MH ... the one i can love is mum , n her friends ... haiz ... someone pls tell me y am i still livin ... i reali hate my life ... jus now on bus towards JB , i cry on the bus lor ... but i think no one notice it ... they all tot i was jus tired ... den my mum jus tot becos i am havin girls stuff , so kinda look lost like tat ... but the truth is not ... is her ! she is the one causin me all the heart pain ... i cant stand it anymor ... jus becos i come out of the toilet a little bit late she nag at me ... say i delay everybody time ... excuse me , there is still others in the toilet lor ... y muz she treat me tis way ... den when i ask her qn , she din even ans me , busy talkin with her friends ... i ask twice somemor ... nvm ... den i see the way she tok to others , like MH , she like treat them like her own son like tat ... i noe she always wan a son , but tat doesn't mean tat she have to treat her daughter tis way ... den whenever i reach hm , i go her room greet her , she will jus diao me n din greet me back ... hello ... me ur enemy is it ... dun need to diao me one lor ... den she will either jus keep quiet or tok to my dog ... today , i reali got the feelin of slpin forever ... my whole heart feel so hurt n tired ... den today din even got a chance to tok to him , even though he like stand beside me for many times ... sometimes i am reali wonderin how's he n tammy ... mayb they r reali together ... i dunno ... k la , going to watch my star search ...

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