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Sunday, September 27, 2009 Y 9/27/2009 10:33:00 PM


My mom slapped me and scold me again.
I told her i wanted to rejoin college as i am not ready yet.
She was so angry... she said jst because im influenced by my friends so i want to rejoin.
But that is not true.. I really am not ready...
She yelled at me "GET OUT OF MY ROOM"
So i cried and said " FINE. NO ONE UNDERSTANDS ME ANYWAY!"







Haix..


If only bao bei was here to hug me...


I really feel want to die...


My eyes will be like goldfish tomorrow...




She said im wasting her money..


then fine.. dont pay for my school fee.. i dont want to study anymore.


I rather become poor...




Today.. i went to midvalley...
When i passed MPH, memories keep come into my mind..


Memories of me and dar.


The place that we met.


I also passed the chicken rice shop.


I remember that time at night, dar and I wanted to go dinner so we wanted to go to that restaurant but it was full. Most restauraunt was full.
So at last we ate at the Thai restaurant in the Gardens.


I dont care if my mom scold me.
I want and will go from the january intake.
Even if she beat me until i bleed i wont listen to her...


She always hit me anyway..
Using her clothes hanger..


Sometimes even with the kitchen stiring wooden stick.
Beat until red.




I dont care about her...
She dont understand me anyway..


No one does..




Im born to be unlucky.


Born to die early.




Dar dar, i so happy you unblocked me in the o_obeibei@hotmail.com account.


Hehe seeing dar online in that acc makes me feels like dream come true.




Still waiting for the day dar come back o.




My head hurts more now.


I still dont want to take my medications!




I love you bao bei Johnson.




Born to be unlucky.
Born to die early.





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Suki Ito Teresa Poh Kah Ka Lee Wee Hao
14 May 1993

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Only My Bao Bei Johnson Lee

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