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Now I can breathe
turn my insides out and smother me.


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M istika, I turned fifteen. I'm an optimist, but it wouldn't hurt for me to be a lil' bit pessimistic. Yes, I'm abnormal, period.

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Sunday, March 8, 2009
Vegas Skies.



Some say love was not for sinners
I believe it wasn't true
Cause when I was finished sinning
Love came down & showed me you .

It's A SUNDAY .
You've guessed it, It's the end of the freakin' week .
If only, time could rewind . Then I'd undo
all my mistakes . Just came home from three different
places, Hougang, Bedok, & Pasir Ris .

Hah, went to Hougang Community Club,
attended a wedding, well, my dad did .
Me & mummeh just sat in the car, listened
to the radio, talked about a certain someone ;D
Then went to Bedok, dad attended another wedding,
me & mummeh sat in the car, continued to listen to 
the radio ;D Then set off for Pasir Ris . Went to my
grandma's kenduri . Read some surahs, then ate .
I was so hungry, I ate like, two plates of rice .
That hungry, ate longan for dessert, watermelon .
Played with my nephews, talked to my cousins/aunts/uncles.
Everyone soon went home . After that, went to Joo Chiat,
to make my specs, but didn't . Cause there weren't many varieties
of spectacles to choose from ;D So decided to go to Tanjong Katong
Complex, BUT ! My father got a paring ticket, so he lost
his cool . He was so angry, then went home -.- Decided to
go to the nearby optician near our place . Yeahh,
so did my specs there, got new contact lenses ! Wearing them tomorrow,
I guess . & Now, I have to go through this awful torment called
my father's singing . It's some sort of way to relieve anger I guess .
Yeahh . My dad is way better than yours ! HAHAx . 

I'm not the only one in this sucky situation, right Dianah ?
HEEEx, yeahh . 
Let's runaway now
let's go away to some place safe.