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.Saturday, August 01, 2009
heylo readers.(who would read my posts anw?)Friday was the match against Queensway. lost it. most of the best players were injured/sick. Syawalina was injured. numba one choice goalkeeper was injured. i was having headache so couldn't run so much. enough to say that, my team were not up for any matches(: anyway, heck. i hate Friday. it makes me sick. not only in terms of soccer but in another meaning. friendship. i hate it. can i just say that i wish i could be home-schooled?

anyway, at night(Friday), dad fetched me. voiced out something to him and he was shocked that i expressed my true feelings, which i have been keeping inside of me all this while, and he was like, stunned that he didn't talk to me as much. you know it's wrong. you know how we all feel. why do keep faking it? why do you act like you don't know? i know you realize the differences all this while but why didn't you do something about it? why did you go out with her? why did you leave us? why are you making our lives so difficult? why do you want to take sympathy? why are you putting me in every situation? why are you such a HOT HEAD ? why can't you just LEAVE ME ALONE ?! i hate you . i hate you . i hate you . i don't care if i never see your face again because I DON"T WANT TO !

Saturday sucked the whole day. i wish i wasn't with my dad. i wanna be at home, my home, with mummy, in Tanah Merah. being with my dad makes me sick. there's nothing for me to do. it's not like he gives me the computer. i just have to sit at the living room doing nothing. watch TV. eat. revision. eat. watch TV. eat. whatthaheck. he acts like he doesn't see the pain i'm going thru'. which actuallie, he sees it thru' all right but he doesn't make the effort(in other words, he doesn't bother) to ask me. i hate him.

i know you guys might be completely lost and confused reading this post. but i just have to express my thoughts. basically, my parents are divorced. my dad went for another woman. they're married and whatever i'm gonna say next is personal. about the home-schooling thing i said, i reallie wish i could be home-schooled. friendships in school are giving me problems which is totally unnecessary. the teachers in school , they're suckish. i understand nothing of what they teach. ohh, at least, what they're TRYING to teach:D only one quarter of what they're teaching is what i understand. if i have to go to tuition for every subject, i might as well be home-schooled--'

a lot of people text me today. other than boyfriend. Nabilah, SyazKateq, Haziq, Adli and another guy i forgot. i didn't reply Haziq&Adli's texts because i was busy and also not in the mood to text them.

Nabilah, sorrie ayerhk tadi i kasih one-liner answers ajerhk. buzie buzie. was downloading songs. aku niee bukan macm Afiq. dyeh boley multi-task tapy aku taak ley:D besok i text you^^

i have homework which i haven't do! haha. Math assignnment and English assignment(s). i need to do 4 newspaper articles since i skipped English lessons these past few weeks. next week is gonna be another hectic week in school): with soccer trainings&matches&drama&more homework load):
i gotta bear with it. bye bye^^

XOXO








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