(carefree)Hey readers,
I guess there's not a need for apologies, since there's not much readers on this blog.
Been having a rough rough time in school & family .
School's a dick, you knw who and what.
All BDSians, would have probably experience it . DM .
So irritating, mostly everyday th DM is chasing you here and there,
Even when you did nothing @ all .
They would randomly check me for ciggarettes, just because i had bad records.
Z, wtf.
Fuck school anyways, i hate it. Hate th teachers, and of course "some other people"
Who made my life worse in terror jail.
There wouldn't be peace in my life, neeeeeeever .
Finally it's holidays, Happy teachers day anyw, althought it's a late wishing.
Th only 1 teacher i appreciate is Ghaz [:
HAHAA, thanks for th "jokes" and motivation ghaz.
On th last fucking day of School, my mom had t come down t school t collect my effing phone Z.
Just because i used it in class, plus it's not my phone, which made it worst .
They obviously crapped for 1hr30mins in th damn room, and i was rotting outside.
No one special enough t came by & talk t me .
Brothers were gone, leaving me alone there .
Forget it .
Mom came out, & home .
T think it was th end of th torture, mom questioned me abt smoking WTF .
Yada yada yada .
Expecting th worst, we quarreled after having my lunch .
I asked for th phone NICELY , she came yelling @ me . Z
I changed my clothes & went out, my mom took my wallet and everything else besides my key.
LUCKILY i had 40cents in my pocket.
I pushed my mom, and ran through th doors.
Called my brothers, they came and we talked.
t think some other people would be t here for me, they were just pretending t care.
Those fuckers, i hate you.
Good friends eh ? My arse, you won't even informed of th happenings .
Thank God, my dad wasn't home yet, he's still in HK , ha .
i went home eventually, knowing there isn't any place i could possibly go with 40cents.
Cold war with my mom, lasted till 2days back when my dad came home & talked t me.
& i always get scolding for nothing since that day .
RESULTSRESULTSRESULTSRESULTSRESULTSRESULTSRESULTSRESULTSRESULTS
STUDIESSTUDIESSTUDIESSTUDIESSTUDIESSTUDIESSTUDIESSTUDIESSTUDIES
No one would ever knw how i feel, even though i confronted them.
Expected answer, "don't care them lah"
I see them everyday, who can i not care.
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I ran away again yesterday, and looked for Brandon t chill out .
I would not th bare th sight of my parents .
W/e i do, i will just get scolded .
School = Scoldings
Home = Scolding/Nagging/Beating
However, yesterday i finally talked things out with my parents,
and HOPE everything will be fine from now on.
I will do my part as a student/friend/child
& sorry Mom.
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No matter how hard i try t cheer you up.
No matter what i do or say, it'll never make you happy.
I'm useless, i feel so pathetic.
I'll stay out from yr life uh, so much for being a friend.
Have you ever thought of i feel, when you said that i'll never understand.
Yea maybe i'll never , but i'm trying t.
Sigh.
Been having a rough rough time in school & family .
School's a dick, you knw who and what.
All BDSians, would have probably experience it . DM .
So irritating, mostly everyday th DM is chasing you here and there,
Even when you did nothing @ all .
They would randomly check me for ciggarettes, just because i had bad records.
Z, wtf.
Fuck school anyways, i hate it. Hate th teachers, and of course "some other people"
Who made my life worse in terror jail.
There wouldn't be peace in my life, neeeeeeever .
Finally it's holidays, Happy teachers day anyw, althought it's a late wishing.
Th only 1 teacher i appreciate is Ghaz [:
HAHAA, thanks for th "jokes" and motivation ghaz.
On th last fucking day of School, my mom had t come down t school t collect my effing phone Z.
Just because i used it in class, plus it's not my phone, which made it worst .
They obviously crapped for 1hr30mins in th damn room, and i was rotting outside.
No one special enough t came by & talk t me .
Brothers were gone, leaving me alone there .
Forget it .
Mom came out, & home .
T think it was th end of th torture, mom questioned me abt smoking WTF .
Yada yada yada .
Expecting th worst, we quarreled after having my lunch .
I asked for th phone NICELY , she came yelling @ me . Z
I changed my clothes & went out, my mom took my wallet and everything else besides my key.
LUCKILY i had 40cents in my pocket.
I pushed my mom, and ran through th doors.
Called my brothers, they came and we talked.
t think some other people would be t here for me, they were just pretending t care.
Those fuckers, i hate you.
Good friends eh ? My arse, you won't even informed of th happenings .
Thank God, my dad wasn't home yet, he's still in HK , ha .
i went home eventually, knowing there isn't any place i could possibly go with 40cents.
Cold war with my mom, lasted till 2days back when my dad came home & talked t me.
& i always get scolding for nothing since that day .
RESULTSRESULTSRESULTSRESULTSRESULTSRESULTSRESULTSRESULTSRESULTS
STUDIESSTUDIESSTUDIESSTUDIESSTUDIESSTUDIESSTUDIESSTUDIESSTUDIES
No one would ever knw how i feel, even though i confronted them.
Expected answer, "don't care them lah"
I see them everyday, who can i not care.
-
-
-
-
-
-
I ran away again yesterday, and looked for Brandon t chill out .
I would not th bare th sight of my parents .
W/e i do, i will just get scolded .
School = Scoldings
Home = Scolding/Nagging/Beating
However, yesterday i finally talked things out with my parents,
and HOPE everything will be fine from now on.
I will do my part as a student/friend/child
& sorry Mom.
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
No matter how hard i try t cheer you up.
No matter what i do or say, it'll never make you happy.
I'm useless, i feel so pathetic.
I'll stay out from yr life uh, so much for being a friend.
Have you ever thought of i feel, when you said that i'll never understand.
Yea maybe i'll never , but i'm trying t.
Sigh.
I love you baby.
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