Just when all hope is lost, I need that beautiful place, where everything would be perfect...
Let my wings take me there...
Monday, September 10, 2007
i'm wishing for many many things now.
the thots seem to be gushing through my head since morn.
and it hadnt been any better since d first thot that strike me.
i know dad meant well by telling me all those yst. but why do i seemed more weighed down.
"its jus dat if spending ur money i can spend more at ease. don give urself too much pressure."
many times i just cant wait to gt out and work.
i know he's tired since working at d age of eleven.
i guess dats why i insisted on d AMC route.
its d fastest way to get out.
many adults used to say
"why so eager to go and work? u'll be working for more dan the next 40 yrs of ur life anyway"
hahahas. but it just doesnt seem to apply to this part of my life i guess.
dad's tired. mom's too. and i really cant wait to relieve whatever they are going thru.
why did grandma have to be sick at that time?
why did dad have to be sick at that time?
why did that accident have to take place too?
i know i shouldnt be saying all these. but the aftermath of everything was too much for me..
could i have done better den if all these din happen?
i cant afford to fall.. i really cant..
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