My precious children, Anson and Averil.


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written @ 1:44 PM on Saturday, February 18, 2006


FUCK MAN!!! FEELING SO DEPRESSED NOW!! WHY DO I SPEND SO MUCH??? WHY DIDN'T I SAVE? MUMMY'S BIRTHDAY'S ROUND THE CORNER, AND I GOT NO MONEY LOR! SIS AND I PLAN TO HAVE DINNER TOGETHER AND THEN TAKE FAMILY PORTRAIT. THIS IS THE FIRST TIME WE WANNA CELEBRATE OUR MOTHER'S BIRTHDAY, YET I GOT NO MONEY!!! NO MONEY FOR THE DINNER, NO MONEY FOR THE PORTRAIT, NO MONEY FOR A PRESENT!!! WTH, I AM SO SELFISH. ALWAYS TAKE EVERYTHING FOR GRANTED. I SWEAR I MUST CHANGE! WHY MUST DADDY DIE SO EARLY?? IF HE'S STILL ALIVE, MAYBE I WON'T BE IN ITE. THINGS WILL DEFINATELY BE DIFFERENT, IF ONLY I AM NOT SO SCARED OF HIM IN THE PAST.. IF ONLY WE 3 DAUGHTERS ARE CLOSE TO HIM AT THAT TIME.. WE CAN TALK TO HIM WHEN HE'S FEELING DOWN INSTEAD OF RUNNING AWAY WHEN WE SEE HIM. IT'S ALWAYS UNTIL A PERSON IS DEAD THEN YOU KNOW HOW MUCH HE MEANS TO US. HE LOVES US...

FUCK MYSELF SIA!!! I SWEAR I WON'T GO K BOX OR SEE MOVIE LE. I SWEAR I WON'T EAT EXPENSIVE FOOD AGAIN. I SWEAR!!! KNN~ HATE MYSELF SO MUCH.




it's until now then i realised how much i've neglected my mother in the past. i remember in the past when i was in primary school, i always ask her what she wants for her bday. she always have the same old answer. "I don't want anything, all i ask for is good grades from you."

HUR~ GOOD GRADES INDEED. MY FOOT!!! I ENDED UP IN ITE. THIS IS THE 'GOOD GRADES' I'VE GIVEN HER.