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Sunday, July 27, 20089:33 PM
Out of the fire, and into the fire again.

Why must I be an angry person? Where has the person who usually says "heck-care" gone to? Where? But a more important question to me. Why must you look for trouble with me this weekend? Or actually, to be precise, EVERYDAY! Gosh. The only time I feel a little happier, if not totally happy, is when I'm at school.

I dislike that. Seriously. It's so...sucky. To think about it, I have a family. But why must I be unhappy about it? When there are other people who are... a little less fortunate.?

Today, I was little wafted with sadness. Sadness to discover something new about someone. I was speechless. I didn't know what to say. How to console. How to make things better. I just stayed shut. Shocked. Pitied.

He woke me up. I've been like some kind of an insolent child to my parents, but he, he doesn't even get to speak nicely to his parents, to hear their voices anymore. Gosh. I could just cry. I know that I am a little soft in that kind of topic actually, so yeah. Knowing so, it broke my heart. *sigh*

So I've been thinking today. Maybe I should try seeing things in a more positive light. I understand that whatever that comes out of my Mum's mouth is not always something soothing, but it's like, my ears will have to try to filter the bad and let the good flow through. You know, like that commercial, to promote a radio station, where a person was talking/commenting on another person's test/whatever, and all she hears are the good thing while the bad things are not heard. You know? If you don't, nevermind. I get it that my description is whack. I don't have the right words to describe it so yeah, have mercy on me alright.

But I'm not sure if the plan will work. 'Cause, I'm easily out of mood nowadays. Call it PMS, what-so-ever. It's me, not my hormones, get it? But I will at least try.

So right. I'm tired. Like always. That another thing about me these days, I'm never ending tired. Do I need Kacip Fatimah or something?

Goodnight.
I shall sing a song in my head again to sleep tonight.
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