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Saturday, 19 January 2008 - 20:46
0 opinions:please do visit. http://the-sophisticated.blogspot.com/ elmo tees at $10 only, more items coming soon. feel like deleting this blog, and perish from the world forever and ever. i'm damn fucking fustrated with my life, nothing ever turns out right. whatever things i do, or whatever step i take is wrong wrong wrong. really cannot fucking tahan anymore lah. why must god and everyone treat me like that? i mean, why can i be loveable instead of being fucker? my phone failed me again just now, sighs. i was so damn fucking pissed off and fustrated so i just smashed it on the floor. there's a big dent and the cover at the back cannot close properly again, who cares man. the last phone i had also gave me problems, so i also smashed it and since it was a flip phone, it broke into two. so now, i put my sim card in my mum's phone and used, i rather use her phone man. just only sms function, no cameras no thing, simple. helped my dad untangle a kite string just now. how lucky of him to found a nice kite! but the string was damn tangled, so to prove that i can do the correct thing, i helped him. at first, it turned out great. but after some things that spoiled my mood futher, instead of untangling the string, i tangled it back together. so now, it's ruin. fuck man. did designs for my new room too. my drawing totally sucks like shit, and i'm an impatient person, so when i cannot draw something correctly, i tend to panic. you won't want to know how much paper i wasted, and how many pencils i broke. sucks sucks sucks. life sucks. i wished i could be a kite, flying freely in the air and have only one worry : being stuck on the tree. now i'm in a fustrated situation. and my uncle don't believe i really really am passionate about photography. when he told me that, i was hurt, and i cried. to you, it may be a small thing, but to me, it's part of my life. i feel like giving photography up all over again, because i couldn't get the support i want to have. and this is the second time i don't give up on something halfway, and it's truly something i really really love alot. and it has been more than one week since i saw them together, i'm not heal yet because i kept seeing him in school, everyday. seriously, i don't want to see him at all, but he just appears. why must god toture me this way? i don't think of him that often anymore, there's nothing to think about anyway. but from the start, i knew i'm just an ugly fucking bitch that will never be loved by anyone. i didn't hope much, and now, there isn't any hope at all. there's nothing left in my life anymore. no more happiness, no more love and no one left. no one will care and support me anymore, everyone just hates me. i had plans to migrate to a far far away place in the future, but now, i think i want to carry out my plan now. heaven or hell is a good place for me, isn't it? i'm sure it is. Read more! |