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Thursday, 30 October 2008

I am currently in a state of total rawrness, anger plus annoyance.

WHY IS EVERYTHING MADE TO BE LIKE MY WRONG?

I really cannot stand it.

Some time this year, I would always stay back in school even though there's no cca. Then, Jadine and Joey would ask me why I don't like to go home. Can't remember what I replied. And, the feeling of not wanting to go home disappeared.

But now, the stupid feeling is totally back.

It's like a phobia. Phobia of going home. No, I don't think there's monster at home. I just don't want to go home, and show bad attitude or something. Everytime I just talk back. This is me, I talk back. I won't sit there dumb dumb to be slashed at. I have this mindset whereby when being scolded, I feel like I'm in disadvantage.

I just cannot stand it at home okay. Which is why I felt absolute joy last night when I spent the night over at my cousins' house (two blocks away).

Hur. What if one day I just burst? Like a fatass balloon which burst upon helium overload. One day if I burst, I will run away from home.

For three hours.
For three hours.
For three hours.



Nah. I won't run away from home. That's stupid.

I will just sit there calmly, and prove to everyone that "I don't care about you".

Hello, this is MY house.
I won't put myself in disadvantage in my house.





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