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Saturday, October 4, 2008
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Never had I experience a mishap
on the night of Hari Raya.
It was mistaken.
An ugly thing called money.
I seem to love my grandmother better than Mum.
I cant deny.
She was the hidden answer
for giving me a big amount .
I was taken aback truly.
I was fumbling through for an answer.
I didnt know she was the one,swear.
Indeed God have sent me the greatest grandmother.
[ -]
And this little dash above consists
the WHOLE list of damn qualified shit-A conflict with my mum
a day after Hari Raya.
I cried over the phone when I
was speaking to grndmthr.
Cause thinking back how
my mum pressed hard on me that
thats herrrrrrr mum's and threwing
the other fifty back at me,certainly ill-mannered.
I know Im not that stupid(?).
If I could just look down
at the note she had given me
I must say I have rejected it already.
Cause I know I still have my senses though
my mum doesnt think so I have. B.
Grandma told me she gave it to me
for the appreciation I helped her
on the eve of Hari Raya.
But I still think it was too much.
I shall not stop feeling
unsatisfied until the other half is really
returned to my grandma.
I'd rather have it sent to the hands of
grandma's than my mum's.
The bracket-ed paragraph consist of total shit,
trust me.
From school to exams to HR outing to hairdo
to money to involve my beloved grandma.
So,it certainly branch out like a whole
big chunk tree.
I wont make a further a do.
Practically,Art is cracking my knuckles.
Soon its over,I shall throw a heavy relieve.
Thus today shall be Art day where
later I can make some paper masche
and shoot my head
at the end of the day.YAY -.-"
-cause I can live w/o an ugly person with an ugly heart like him.