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Sunday, February 1, 2009 @ 9:29 PM Y
The story began like this...

HELLOS PEOPLES!
its been more than 1 mth since i updated yups?
._.
so here i am.
but my mind's blank about what to post LOL.
hmmm..

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
i hate sec 2.
=.=
i cant cope with the maths nahhhs.
zzz
my eng,lit,dnt are good.
but my maths n hist sucks like damn bloody shit cans.

I FREAKING DONT UNDERSTAND
WHAT THAT FREAKING LEMON TEA
IS TRYING TO TEACH =.=
i prefer ms Ng.
she teaches slowly but clearly.
although its boring.
but this lemon tea like bullet train like that can.
think im gona fail maths this yr T.T

mum flew off to hk this morning.
damn sad cans.
woke up at 5 am to see her off
and when she hugged me,
tears welled up in my eyes.

when she left,
i went back to my bed,
and cried myself back to sleep.
when i woke, and saw the empty bed of hers,
i cried again.

people ask me,
what about my dad?
its better if they dont ask.
cause my freaking father dont even care about our livelihood.
and my mum was right about divorcing him.

at home,
thrs only me, my brother, and my granma.
my granma uses her time to take care of us,
and yet i keep arguing with her.
i feel like slapping myself.

when my mum comes back from hk,
i keep throwing tantrums.
when she flies back to hk,
i regret doing so,
oh so much.

as the saying goes,
'no one cherishes anyone till they lost them.'
this saying really applies.

when she called frm hk today,
i was so happy to hear her voice.
but the fact that she's i dont know how many kilometres away.
the only comforter i had,
has left my side to support my family.

when i cry,
thrs no one to hug me and say its okay.
to hug me and not let me go,
letting my lie on her lap as she comforts me.
as i type this post
my tears are falling.

since young,
i was very close to my mum.
in p1,
i cried everyday when i went to sch
and wouldent let my mum leave for work.
my mum would have no choice but to tell the teacher to hold on to me
as she walked away.
i cried like damned hell.
as if the world was going to explode that very second.

in p2,
my parents divorced.
i couldent really accept it.
but i had to.
eversince then,
during recess of lunch,
i would call my mum to talk to her.
i rmb there was once she was away from her table
and didnt hear her phone
i called her countless times
and she didnt pick up
choking on tears,
i went to my bag and cried.
a friend of mine,
one that many disliked,
actually came to comfort me.
that time, then i realised who were my real friends.

after i calmed down,
i called my mum again and she finally answered.
she knew i was crying and comforted me.

all these times when i cried,
my mum would always be there for me.
but now,
for the sake of my family,
she has to go to hk to work.

sorry,
i really dont have the mood to type anymore.
BYE.







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Turning Away

You said you cared
You wanna be there
But you're messing with my heart
When everybody comes around
We're suddenly apart

So tell me where it’s going
Cuz I’m about to walk away
I would turn around if you asked me to stay

You just dont understand
I wanna hold your hand
Why are you turning away
When did it get this hard
I didn't pick this card
Baby I'm walking away

I dont know why
I stand by you
The way I do
When you don’t care about me
It’s just not right, what you put me through
I can’t believe I ever fell for you

When we're out, we're out together
But today you didn’t call
Last night really happened, boy
And again you made me fall

And how can you just do this?
It’s like I’m not even there
How hard could it be?
Just pretend like you care

You just don’t understand
I wanna hold your hand
Why are you turning away
When did it get this hard
I didn't pick this card
Baby, I’m walking away

I don’t know why
I stand by you
The way I do
When you don’t care about me
It’s just not right, what you put me through
I can’t believe I ever fell for you

When I look into your eyes
I get this feeling
And I know it could be so right
Just want to be what's in your heart
I don’t care as long as I’m with you

I don’t know why
I stand by you
The way I do
When you don’t care about me
It’s just not right, what you put me through
I can’t believe I ever fell for you

I don’t know why
I stand by you
The way I do
When you don’t care about me
It’s just not right, what you put me through
I can’t believe I ever fell for you

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