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Reading : Au Pair.

Watching : Heroes, again.

Yummy : Cookies.

Obssesion : Zacky Vengeance of A7X

Colour! : Purpleeeee.

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nisa suhaimy; fourteen

1. i am your mother
2. *gasps here*
3. Z James Baker = very sexy.
4. milo is sexy too.
5. Tummyache is yummy.
6. i think i love like spammers.
7. i want a meow.

9. Eh. No number 8. Nehmind. I think I'm in love.!
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Saturday, January 26, 2008
I'm so sick/.


I love Flyleaf.

I'm so sick, infected with
Where I live
Let me live without this
Empty bliss, selfishness
I'm so sick
I'm so sick

For they speak words that are in me. Words that I dare not voice out.

I'm so sick of Mum's nagging. Seriously. I can't take it anymore. It is as if everything and nothing that I'm doing isnt just enough for her. She doesn't trust me at all please. I keep telling her I have Lit Workshop ytd and she thought I was lying. Wtf? And now its raining as I'm typing, great!

And I told her about the school's O Levels results and I was telling her how smart those top students were and she called me stupid for failing Maths, LAST YEAR. She keeps bringing it up and I dont know why. Even though I had tons of other achievements that I thought would please her. She didnt even care that I got an A2 for my English and she didnt even care that I GOT A FREAKING A1 FOR MY BLARDY HISTORY.

What else can I do? She doesnt approve of my friends who care for me so much and listen to my whinings everyday. My friends, lay off okay.

And then there's smth else. And I can't seem to forget about it. And its as if there's no one person who can actually listen to me whine. Cos their reactions would all be the same and what not. So I just keep it to myself for no one to hear.

I'm so sick.


2:04 pm