Tuesday, November 07, 2006
Have you had a feeling when nothing seems rite? Had you had this thought that sometimes you wish you weren't born? I had.
Everyday that I live in this world, there would always be someone telling me that I am fat, my thighs are big, the sight of me is just very horrible blahblahblah. All the hurtful stuff just comes right into my face. If my dad doesn't tell me about my fatness, then my mum would, and vice versa. It is just so irritating.
My mum either cares about getting rich everyday or telling me that my room is very messy or telling me that my thighs are the hugest or tells me that I am the weirdest person that she has ever met blahblahblah. I don't see why money can be so important to her. She believes that money can bring happiness and anything she wants. And my room CANNOT get any neater. I would not let her neat my room for a reason. When she neats up my room, she will always throw away anything that looks like junk to her(and this refers to everything), and she will read my CONFIDENTIAL diary. Diaries are meant to be a secret excuse me. By the way, she read all my letters that me and my friends write to each other before. That is the reason why I carry my diary and all my letters everywhere I go now. So troublesome.
And my dad, he would never support me in squash. He keeps on telling me to either go back to swimming or take up tennis.
NUMBER ONE. I WOULD NEVER SWIM AGAIN AND I DON'T EVER WANT TO.
NUMBER TWO. I DON'T WANT TO TAKE TENNIS COMPETITIVELY
SHEESH
Oh yah, by the way, he also tells me that I am fat EVERY DAY.
horrible, terrible and vegetable
{/PERHAPS LOVE <3 ;
;DD 8:26 PM
