Tuesday, October 03, 2006

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right.

so it means when im feeling lousy i'll win audition.

i won a fcuking three times in a row.

and tt has never hpnd before.

okay. anyway, this aint bt audition at all.

its about..you.

you blardy shitarse who never ever say anything nice to me.

all you ever do is pull my confidence back down low.

and i bet you were laughing inside at me when i told you i flunked my english.

i bet you fcuking didnt feel good when i told you i had 2 A1s and 1 A2 cuz you expected me to flunk every fcuking subject.

FCUK YOU.

im not that stupid.

how long was the last time you gave me a pat on my shoulder?

how long was the last time you actually praised me for doing well?

youre so full of crap.

youre so full of "the paper was easy, your class is lousy"s.

youre so full of unhappiness with me.

youre so full of sarcasm for me.

and fcuk, all you ever do is confiscate my phone, invade my privacy and you fcuking call that "CARING"

yeah. care.

i doubt you ever did.

yeah. i know what you like caring.

you like caring bout what kinda friends i make.

you like choosing my friends for me.

and you know what?

you fcuking make the wrong choices.

now, tell me whats wrong?

i mean.

you dont fcuking expect me to talk to you right?

you dont fcuking understand.

and when i fail my english, all you said was - you cant get into JC if you fail your english Os.

okay.

so i took that for caring.

and you say i dont go for you for help when i cant fcuking find my physics fys.

yeah, and you'll tell me to go ask my dad. ask him do those stuffs since he likes doing them.

yes, he loves doing them.

but you know what?

he never stopped calling me to ask me how could he help when he knew i flunked my english.

he went to get two guidebooks for me.

he went to check out for me what were the other routes i could take without english.

i know im being freaking mean.

but i cant stand you taking away that book.

it means so much to me.

its my..motivation. and everything. and you took it away from me.

thats what you always do.

push me back down.

and you never ever think i put in effort.

anyway, the effort aint for you.

it was never intended for you.

oh, i guess, it was just for me to show you that o level result slip.

FOR YOU, to BE AMAZED, AT HOW I CAN MOTIVATE MYSELF TO WORK.

HOW I CAN FCUKING MOTIVATE MYSELF, WITH MY FRIENDS', MY SOULMATE'S HELP.

you never do think i can succeed right.

you got it wrong.

cuz ive got a damn big IMPOSSIBLE in front of me now.

IM WORKING FOR IT, I DONT CARE WHETHER YOU SEE IT OR NOT.

IT AINT FOR YOUR EYES.

its for `````, ITS FOR THE NEXT TWO YEARS I WONT BE ABLE TO SURVIVE WO THAT RESULT.

and, FCUK YOU.

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