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Sunday, February 14, 2010
its CNY. But...

Its Chinese New Year. Its supposed to be a joyous occasion.
But i guess you ruined it for me.

I hate you. Screw it. Screw my life.

Stop it.

I can't take it anymore. All i want is to cry. And i thought you were one of those people that would support me. I guess i was wrong.

If i'm crying now, its all your fault. For making my life so painful.


I dunno what to do right now. All the relatives are gone. Cousins are still here playing mahjong. But obviously i'm not. I don't wanna learn. Nor do i wanna play.

Tmr, going to gu-ma's place. Meeting that little devil again. Today, i had my first mouthful of curry in a really long long long long long long long time. I hadn't touched any curry since dunno how many new year(s) ago. Today, i tried it again. I stayed in my room watching FRINGE SEASON 2. Except that its bloody gory and stuff, its kinda alright.<--- I'm just posting that to make Eileen jealous(: Look how evil i am. Making my arh-ma jealous(: okay la, you can come over to watch if you want to, kay? Yesterday, i skipped dinner. can't be bothered to eat. Oi, Superman, don't complain horhx! You told me you skipped your dinner too.(: The reason why i'm putting so many "(:" its just cos i don't want myself to feel so bda and down. But i think its not working. Oh, wtf. I give up. )':)':)':)':)':)':)':)':)':)':)':)':)':)':)':)':)':)':)':)':)':)':)':)':)':)':)':)':)':)':)':)':)':)':<-- there, i'm done "crying".









No, actually, i've not even started.