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Sunday, March 26, 2006


i was utterly disappointed.

when my mum told me 'i know you too well' when what she said was definitely opposite to what i was thinking.

and to make matters worse, she thinks she's giving me the freedom. i guess, both of us have different definitions. i dont need that kind of freedom she's giving me, coz it doesnt make a big difference if you remove it.

yes, i'm 18. and you said i've got to make plans for so so so so so many things. i could just guess what's your damn motive.

but sad to say, i wont grant your wish. i'm going to prove to you that your damn theory is wrong.

still, i must thank her. she made me know that i'm really having the serious problem of keeping everything to myself.

till next time...