The day I thought I`d never get through,I got over you
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According to the dictionary
DHAIFINA DASRI
I'm so esoteric that you'd wish you never met me.
I don't think clowns are very funny and I don't think you should even care what's written here.
Airplanes, Dance, Poetry, Music, Novels, Sunsets, Peace, Starbucks, Shop, People-watch, Teevee, Laughter
Impulsive, Hotheaded, Nerdy, Blur, Sadist, Complicated, Unpredictable & Unhappy
Monday, January 07, 2008
I deleted my previous post.
I don't feel happy at all.
I feel rather dejected, wasted and hurt.
I wanted to scream at my mom for being so callous.
then again, maybe I was the one at wrong.
Sometimes, I think that I'm being too emotional or rather, immature towards this kind of things.
But most of the times, I feel like packing my things and running away.
I feel like running away from everything.
True that running away would not solve anything,
but at least, I won't be near anyone.
It completely sucks to be shouted/screamed at.
It sucks, especially if your parents have zero confidence in you.
I feel so demoralised.
Yes, they do give support when they think its due.
But when i need it the most, it completely vanishes.
They act like they care and love infront of others,
maybe they do. but then again, they act like I don't belong at all.
I just want a family who loves and gives support to one another,
not the other way around.
Just one simple thing that I've forgotten;
like switching off the aircon when I'm not in the room.
That, would create a WorldWar3.
Imagine how unreasonable they are.
They have never asked a simple question like "How are you doing? Hows work?"
All they do is create noises, adding to the noise pollution.
Simple things like asking me what i want for dinner is such a chore to them.
How can i not feel so dejected?
Blogging is the only way out for me.
How can they even accuse my friends of influencing me?
They have never met my friends.
okay, maybe some but who are they to judge?
Maybe i ask for money too often,
but where else can I get?
Sometimes, I ask for only $2 cos I don't have enough.
That, is enough for you to curse me?
Spitting vulgaritites at me for god-knows-what reasons?
I was speaking up for my brother,
yet you pointed fingers and telling me that if you weren't talking to me, I'd better not interrupt.
Then you fucking changed tone when aunt stepped in the room.
Fucking moron, haven't you heard of two-faced?
you're definitely being one.
I'm sick of this household.
I'm sick of everything that has got to do with the word, family.
They don't think I can make it to aerospace, why should I prove to them that I can?
All they do is shout and shout like as if there's no tomorrow.
I'm so sick of all this stupidity cropping up when I least need them.
Why can't everything just fall into place?
Why must I put things where they belong when the fucking puzzle can't fit?
My family potrait ain't right.
Even with 6people at home,
I feel so alone sometimes.
I tend to forget that my grandma passed away,
I had wanted to see her yesterday but I forgot about it.
Grandma, i miss you.