break wk i wanted a brake.
this break week is going way too fast..
can i put a brake on it? just like a car..
i've so many thoughts abt this moving to my mum's..
definitely not regrets i noe.
just feel tat ppl are cold..those close to u don even seem to be half as real as a stranger...
fake.
disgusting.
dad said to me last nite: u want to move?
me: yes.
d: where?
me: mum's.
d: where r u gonna sleep?
me: mummy's bed..where else....
seconds later....
as he was closing my room door..
d: you three are so useless?! (ni men san ge dou mei you yong)
immediately, i shouted after him " staying with you doesnt make us " you yong"
he's crap la..meaning to say we are bad kids that leaves home..
in the first place, we're not like rebellious or wat.
IT IS n HAS ALWAYS been his fault that all of his kids are leaving..
he deserves it.
i bet he's rejoicing.
n for one moment, i foolishly thought he would apologize n ask me to stay..
which is impossible.!!!
i'm so gonna bring my com over to mum's no matter wat.
my brow is frowning..
i'm glad i was out with waner yesterday..
certainly felt so much betta` =)
on d contrary, i got a big bump on my head from knocking against a cab..idiot!
i'm heading out to town again soon..
meeting jas..
off!