date:Monday, August 31, 2009
time:5:52 AM
title:'cuz hearts will break...
lets turn back tyme to saturday, 29 august 2009.
morning i woke up at arnd 7.00am
lol. i had pre-camp trng.
taxi-ed to sku with xin xian[: (as usual)
dhen build tent. xx cooking.
blahh blahh. fast forward tyme~~~
the pasta was nice[:
the trng ends at approximately 2.30 and me and xx chiong-ed home to bathe.
we had to get bak to sku by 3.30 cos we had rod. LOL.
hahas[: we taxi-ed to sku again:D funn leyy[:
the ncc was later than us. Lol. how cann liddat.xD
the sky blue shirt and the baby pink shirt looks uber nice cann!:D
everryone wore different socks[: so cool![:
i sprayed my hand blue cos my gloves disappeared!=x now still got abit of the ink.
zomg. camwhore-d with RIFDI,HAZIQ & DEARH PEI YEE! [:
so nice![: woots. the four of us so high.xD
i liked the night! but it just whozzed past so quickly.):
how saddening. im still thinking about saturday now.
if onlyy tyme could stay still and stop on that very night...
RIFDI!
PEIYEE!
HAZIQ!
SYAFIQ!
ELVIN!
-at least you guys talked to me. unlike th others.
anti-social. whateva lorh. so pek cek cann!
i will miss that faithful night.
monday.31st august2009
its teachers day celebration.
released earlehh today.
didnt go bak prim sku cos lotsa ppl were busy.
so i watched movie with xx and py.
the proposal. super nice.
when i gpot home. the ranting starts.
when will it ever stop?):
mum,dad, get-a-life!
you guys kept saying my results sucked this term.
"i didnt work hard"
"always stay out late"
"results drop so much"
" too skacking"
"ask you help your bro, you dont want, always give excuses"
im typing out what you guys always nagged over the phone.
do you understand me? have you ever spared a thought for me? NO.
im always the one receiving pressure though my resukts were much better off than his.
oh please. this is plain biased-ness. you often say he hopeless cann only rely on me.
my foot! you didnt give him pressure and just a few sweet nothings and your heart melted.
then i get the scoldings and he got the get-aways.
fine lorh. my fault my fault. he SO INNOCENT okayh? happy?
no matter how hard i work, nth chipped into your head,
NOTHING. not my efforts. not my results. not the pressure im facing.
but plain nothing. just your constant so called "for my sake".
for once, mum, dad, stop it.
the 6 slashes on my hand reminds me of the number of times i had to face this, all alone.
and do you both noe the pain? NO,
Labels: no matter how much i tried nothing sunks in nothing was salvaged.