this is the 1st time i being soooOoo depressed... hais.... wad the hell man... all started yest... yest night... saw the advertisement on the cd... damn excited.. jumping up and down... then my sis suddenly shouted... eh.... i just remembered... did u tell mum that u withdraw money? then obviously i will shut her up... then quarrell there... my mum of cos will ask me wads the commotion about... but i refuse to tell... everything seems fine... but.... just now.. mum called up... ask me wad i m doing.. then scold me awhile that i din do my revision and so on... wadeva... ya.. then she ask say yest wad happen... but i refuse to tell in the 1st place... but she force me to tell... say wad is the issue? then i say money issue.. then she say huh? i said i withdraw money... then she ask how much... aiya... wadeva... then i sae the amt... she was lyk... u see lar... everytime do things without telling.... then i got a loooOooonng lecture... but seriously i admit i dui bu qi them as i really din do that well in prelim... i din even dare to show her the report book yest... and now teacher collected it back.. so afterall i m still lucky... hais... if my sis din say anything i wun get into this trouble... hais... guess i really gotta buck up a little bit more... god bless me... hais.... really depress sia.... can or can not go to the concert is still question mark.. hais... she even suspected me weather is it true that fri we went to do my fren's bdae present anot sia... hais.... why is that so...? why cant some one just believe me...? it isnt the 1st time already... hais... i even lost 5 bucks this week... i still got 3days to go... surviving on two bucks.. then tml still gotta top up fare card in order to go to J8 to collect the cd and ticket... hais... wadeva... i m really tired.... tired of all this... hais... dun noe why sia... from a happy-go-lucky guy to a getting depress and depress each day de guy... hai... wadeva... some times i really think that m i really being picked up in the rubbish dump lyk wad they used to say.. if really. i wish to go back to the rubbish dump... rubbish wun scold me. rubbish will trust me. rubbish may be my good friend.. sick of sch oso... friends.. ha.. friends will tok behind u. doing things u dun lyk. disturbing u when u already flared up. i really dun noe... m i just a bad person or wad...? seriously... people enjoy their secondary lifes.. but to me.. no. i rather my primary sch life... young, vibriant and innocent... at least.. they wun do things u dun lyk... hais... wadeva... i sounded lyk a kid right now... hais... wadeva.... wad i want is a place.. full of friends.. not hypocrites.. when u are there, they will treat u as a friend... when u go home.. haha... they tok behind u.. i rather outside friends... at least they wun do that... if they would, fine wiv me.. cos i dun see them everyday... right? haha.... hais... dreams are always broken by all these... if one day.. i were to turn great.. i wun wan to know them when they came forward to u.. not becos of hatred. but is wad they have done... i dun really wan to say some more... gotta go to study already... i m already in dire situation... wadeva.... hais....

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