she was so dumb, she claimed that she shoplifted
when she went into the supermarket to steal a free sample
or something like that HAHA
aih screw my screwed up skin lah.
if anyone knows how to add chatbox/ profile to this skin, please help mee! :D
or when i find a nice one on blogskins in future, i'll use it. : )
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aiyoh.
i felt so bossy and rude during the
handle-out-the-newspaper-to-the-students time.
yahh sure i'm the leader, but wah i felt like i was being so .... overpowering.
tak biasa la become leader.
i'm usually the follower. pfft
so yeah.
i'd like to apologize to all you YE members who helped me out today, especially when i screwed up the most important part. sorry if i was ever mean, nasty or boastful. and thank you for putting up with my careless-ness. =)
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after a grueling, i-don't-even-feel-like-participating-anymore-because-the-under-15-team-is-better-than-the-under-eighteen-team-i-know-right-shut-up basketball session at wangsa siaga, i went back to school to have a drink and wait for my transport home.
don't you feel sad or cry knowing that your dad's no longer around?
i paused for a few seconds.
thinking of the best answer i could give to my caring friend.
well.
i am sad.
i do feel like crying.
but i cannot help but smile knowing that my father's in a better place.
somewhere where he will never have any burdens anymore.
somewhere where he will never have heartaches anymore.
and as complicating as it may sound...
the best for the both of us was to be away from each other.
please don't get me wrong.
my father is one man i truly love and admire.
what i mean is that....
i love my father so much, i can feel his pain. just sitting in the same room with him, i could inhale the depression he exhaled. almost like a deadly virus that spreads. and just like a virus, it affected my whole body. mentally, especially. i had trouble paying attention in class. i felt a huge pain in the chest whenever i look at him. i cried every night. it bothered my sleep. it affected my attitude and persona. i evolved into a quiet and cold person. i grew negative towards everything in life.
there were times when i thought...
hey.
if i was no longer around, wouldn't that just decrease my dad's burdens?
and that is... commiting suicide.
and yes.
i have stared at a knife, figuring whether to take it and just end my life in an instant.
i honestly.
would die for that man.
love that kills;
because the best for us was being apart from each other
because it was the only way to bring positivity back into my life
because all that he has carried can finally be let off his shoulders
my friend sat in atonement.
as she stared at me with blunt eyes.
and...
knowing her as a strong, overly confident and toughasrock girl; one that steps on people; one that is hated by many; one that teachers despise; a student that has been blacklisted and has a record for being the most rebellious female in school.......
she started to breakdown, in a way i never imagined her to.
tears poured out of her eyes like silent rivers.
her rockshell fell completely broken.
i knew it wasn't because she was touched by my story or anything, because the tears looked too painful and deep to be true. so i asked her what was wrong.
'i yelled at my father a few days ago. because he was taking alot of money from my mother. it wasn't his first time. i told him off because i was so upset with him. on Saturday, he had a heart attack....... and i'm so thankful that the rush heart surgery was a success. he's fine now. although i still feel so bad for ever yelling at my father. i feel so bad, JuYi. i really do'
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