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late night blogging again.sum random tots since i cant sleep after.(after OCs~ hoho..)

whats good about weekends? to me its hang out till late at night with friends(with my 2 great honeys! lyn and stacy), sleep late and get to wake up late too. (: isnt it great. well so some can really predict what kind of life i would lead after my Os.(NO LIFERrrr)

staying up late at nights. sounds really stupid. its not like i'm studying(DUH!!) or yah......cleaning up my room(OMG...i dunno where to start!). haaz. and during weekdays i'm actually complaining abt NOT ENOUGH SLEEP.(yahh...always..)its just. weekends night i know i dun have to wake up early the nextday till 1 or 2pm! and its the quietEST time.(at least in my house) yah. all the "WINNERS" from 'THE BEST NAGG-ER AWARDS ALL YEARS ROUND' are all asleep(: so nice isnt it? hehee. EXCEPT some weird noise that i have no idea where they come from that freaks me out sometimes in the nights. yah.. everything is quiet at night and its good(:

anyway. when i see nad's blog abt the things she know how to do. haaz. i think of what I know how to do. and here goes
-complaining abt all kinds of rubbish
-wasting my time infront of the computer
-shouting at people
-make irritating faces that pissed ppl off
-laughing at ppl(well you know those girls....)
-making nasty coomments
-be sarcastic
-shopping stupiddd-LY
-messing up my room
-sleeping

i shall not continue. because i notice.

NOTHING i know how to do is useful.

i will wake my mum at early at 6am to ASKED her to iron my uniform. got really pissed if she's going to stay over at my sis house on weekdays cause i would have to ask sumone else to iron of me(BECOZ I DUNNO HOW TO. HOW USELESS). complain that my room is dirty(when i'm suppose to clean it) shouting at my mum when she's already trying so hard to make everyone happy.

see sumthing good about mid nights?its quiet and its makes you sit down at think. and now i see how ungrateful i AM. not i was.

see. andd thats why i totally have no RIGHTS to be angry and got all SAD SAD SAD. because of the people out there talking abt me. looking down on me. i have no rights to ask them to shut up and stop talking,leave me alone, BRING ME AWAY! and let me live. becoz i'm not living.(in a correct way) and i always think they're wrong, i'm not A BIMBO(when this bimbo comment came from older people it really hurts) nor someone that only know how to spent my mum's money instead of helping her out being the youngest at home. some how i still believe that my mum dun think this way and she's helping me to make all the people to shut up.

but too bad. i'm wrong. sumhow, accidentally ( i dunno i hope she dun mean it but she kept repeting it nowadays) she called me a 'bai jia zi' it means sumone that ONLY knows how to spent money and do not make any contribution to the family but RUINing it.and usually in chinese shows its some rich child that spent money like as if its water and later got into trouble and more troubles that have to be cleaned up by using money. and the family end up in horrible state and thats when ppl in the show keeping shouting at the CHILD crying face" YOU THIS FREAKING 'bai jia zi' YOU who RUIN THE WHOLE FAMILY. useless shit." yah continue with the curse and swear. thats how bad that three chinese words is.

am i too sensitive?

i tot i'm not. becoz that three words really is horrible words that you would not want to hear from your mummy.

thats JUST how bad it can get man.

but i know she loves me still as she's willing to pay my tuition fees. haaz.

(:alright. enough of my craps. HEHEHE. thats when the pharse"forgive and forget" comes in. all mummys loves their children right? so the least i can do is to treat it like i didnt hear it. and DO SUMTHING to myself. first of coz to pass my Os. (but my studys is really bad..short term memory thats why) and yah dun tell me tat i'm not. i know where i'm standing.haaz.. far away from a first class standard. MY MY..


*i trust. NOT.*