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Sunday, October 05, 2008
allowed entry at 5:24 pm

Wah, die ah.

If only you knew the life I've been leading,
If only you knew the stuff I've been doing,
If only you knew the things I've been thinking,
You'd wish I'd never been born.


Since before I turned 18, my dad's been pestering me to get my bike license.
And when I finally get hyped up to enroll, my brother just had to rain on my parade and fucken forbid me from riding a bike.
Nabey, angry sia! His wife also kena forbid hhahaha lol kontol ah my brother. Nabey.
Now I'm forced to get a car license.
With him as my instructor.
Wah die ah. If he scold me in the car, I swear I'm gonna bang the car into a wall one ah I tell you.


Now that some people have forgotten that I'm still alive and kicking, I find no purpose in trying to communicate with anyone at all.
I find it useless now.
But some have been pure sweethearts and make me smile and laugh. They've been coming to my store to come see me work, mess up the clothes I just finished folding and fetched me too lol cuteness.
To name a few, Kaisha and Christine, Dane, Hatim and Reezan with Nunu, Kye and also Saini.

But ultimately, no one beats family.
They're the reason why I'm still me.
But daaaaaamn I'm so screwed up, I scare myself.


Cookie has been a real sweetheart and gives me kisses every afternoon when he wakes me up and before I sleep in the morning.
Awesome shittt lol

Ohkay wanna go my brother's house bye.