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went out with vanessa and pamm. crap and stuffs. then go kfc for lunch. reeve came and we crapped alot. blah blah... then go walk walk. Saw jerone phyllis and azleena. went back home then.

Went home. watch tv and stuffs. Then ask my sis to let me use com. Fuck you see. I ASK okay. I never shout to her lehs. She show me attitude. Nevermind. I wait for her for 2 hours for the com you know. and fuck you you come scold me.

So what if I everyday go out.
So what if I everyday use com.
So what if I give you faces sometimes, mind you. I was very good to you all tmes unless I am damn pekchek for somethings. I never shout at you. You scold me I kept quiet. I really can't stand lahs. You everytime side her. I never see you care for me before. I am sick and you did nothing. What ever I wanted you never gave me. Untill I say it over and over again. You start to say me. YOu are so bias. I kept quiet. You know because of you, I tend to cry at night. I really don't know why must you treat me like this. Am I adopted ? There isn't any family love at all. I don't even get to see my dad for 1 time a month. The last time I have spoken to him was like months back. The lat time get to go out with my dad was last year may. Going to funeral. Is only goin for funeral the only way I can go out with you. If its then I must well die and you can come for my funeral. Is like having a father is equal to not having a father. What kind of family is this. The only thing you cared mos about was my results. No mater how well I did, you think that I am bad. I am no use. Whe I study, you say I never study. I help you do things, yu say I never help. What ever I do is nothing in your eyes. I am just somethings for you to compare. Everytime you talk to me is. See lahs. your results. SO diu lian. Fuck las. Diu lian then don't compare lahs. You think I feel good. I know I did very badly. I know I slackd alot. I know I change alot. I know. I can tell. Its me you know I know myself more then you does. You said. 'Ni yue da yue huai' OKay. I know I learned alot of bad things after I was in secondary school. Everyone change right. But sadly I change to the worng side. The bad side. But I tried to be the good girl you want. But I just couldn't. It's not me. If changing a person from the bad to the god you want is so easy, show me. No matterhow hard I try to be the one you want I can't I failed. But yet I did try again. I am a failure I know. Have you ever give me the support? No. You only know how to cold me. Treat me as if I have got no feelings. You said that I learn bad and you wanted to change my school. In thevry first place, why did you put JUNYUAN sec and the first choice for my sec school. I said I didn't wanted to go that school, you forced me to. OKay. I let you choose. I don' een have to freedom to choose my own school. My elder sis does. Now you blame me for going that school and learn bad. Mind you lahs. Is not because of that school, I become like this. Is friends who does the influence and your own mind set. Not that I am saying that my friends are bad. They are all good ones. Is just that at the starting of school, I got in to the wrong company of friends. Its my fault for being so easy to be influence. Is my fault. I am not laming anyone. Its my own fault. Okay. I know lahs. But I am growing up.I will get rebellious at times. Can't you just get to understand me a little. I know its hard to get into my life and know what I really wanted. But don't you think you are too much? Even if its not my fault, you scold me. Fine. I bear with it. But all this is enough. This family is so broken and I can't stand it anymore. No more. I am enough of all this okay. I beg you. Make this be the last time you make me cry for and hour. The last time. PLease. I am feeling very weak. This is not my home. I don't feel any warmth and comfort in it. My life was ruin again by you.

Can I buy FAMILY LOVE?