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Friday, June 18, 2010 ; 8:18 AM

haish.
early in the morning when i woke up i thought it's going to be a peaceful day,
but i was wrong. mum and bro argue and make me kind of pissed as well,
you guys should know i hate loud, noise in the morning when i just woke up.
she went out to buy breakfast, come back asking bro to do homework for piano.
and he started scolding her.
say what give him so many tution nv put herself in his shoes and all.
but all this tution is he wan de ma oso not mama force him de den say what because of her he cannot remember anything.
like WTF pushing everything to her blaming her when it's only his fault.
the home work which she call him to do should be summitted ytd, but he call tutor not to come -.-
say what sick all that and say what do finish home work and all but in the end nv do at all.
haish i think she's crying inside her ba.
idiot brother, that's why i hate guys like him !
his fault, he cry oso -.- guys at age 15 crying like a girl, disgrace!
poor mama, heart problem and need to be torture so badly .
haish.

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