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Sharlene.
Temasek Polytechnic.
27 November 1990.
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♥ Tuesday, January 8, 2008

I hate it when school starts. Workload too much for me to handle. Stress is building up. Went to school, and i swear im fucking lost. Got back results for my term test. Cmaths: 42/50. OOPG: 37/50. Satisfied. Cause i didnt put effort in studying, though. Remember i was still shopping till late at night? Bought cam and clothes.

Was smsing mr nah for almost the whole day. That boy is a robot, who dont need sleep. I confessed my past love for him which i told him the love for him is gone. I feel so good telling how i feel, my feelings. Now we're back to good friends. : ) I'm so grateful to God who's always been there for me all these while. Now i know, time proves eveything.

A random topic. I was thinking, in the bus, about daddy. I realised i haven been a good daughter to him. It's always been i love you mummy this and i love you mummy that. I have never once told daddy that. Instead, i use harsh tone whenever i talk to him. The reason why i always tell people around me that he's useless, always borrowing money, not giving me my allowance. I really hated him sometimes.

However, when i had conflicts with mummy, he was there, trying to make arrangements for me. Trying to help me. He has noone now. And i'm guilty. I didn't do a good job in being a good daughter to him. Im sorry daddy. It's just i don't know how to express myself, just like you. But deep down, i love you daddy.


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