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To the stars that played with the darkness
I sang of love and burned up completely

Sunday, December 17, 2006 @ 8:34 PM

edit* (in green)

inhale, exhale...

just give a nudge and i will explode.

WHERE IS MY UNIVERSAL REMOTE CONTROL?

no matter how much i have tried.. no matter how much rubbish i threw, how much mess i have cleared.. you never seem to remember tt i did household chores. maybe i should just throw u away? jus kidding.. it's just a self-entertaining thought. well your son will top my rubbish disposal list.

nonsensical..ridiculous

who in the right frame of mind doesnt want a clean room ? maybe your son. his room looks like a squatter area for refugees. frens would know tt i desire to have my own room since God knows when. as if i dont feel embarrassed when my frens come into my room and see the overcrowding state.

im never good enough in yr eyes. never. even though i think i surpassed yr son in every area except fitness and i will continue to beat him flat in future ( the good aspects of cos) who cares abt his philandering nature and puerile behaviour.

surprisingly.. i have not exploded. yet.

part II.

done with whining. i reminded my mum to tell me i'm the best. im a tyrant and of cos a shrewd.

i was telling mum that i will not hesistate to show a black face or said out loud if butt chick ever return. hmm well i think in reality perhaps a black face with rolling eyes.

for the 2nd time mum said this to me : you are a christian you noe. cannot be like this, have to be nice and lovely. in defense.. i said : christian so.. doesnt mean im a pushover or u can bully and trample over me like ants. i hope by saying this im not being blasphemous. Christianity to me isnt about being a smiling buddha or being a pushover. i wont admit that i handle situations perfectly well but i try my best.

it's an irony how people expect christians to be a guru in difficult situations and would never fail to criticise when you fall short of their expections BUT they rarely praise you for exhibiting christlikeness.

if i have said something blasphemous.. Lord send a lightning to melt his car tyres when everyone is in slumber?

keeping my toes crossed.

will i ever shine in the family. will they ever see the difference im trying to make.



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