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Name: Ying Country: Singapore State: Tampines Birthday: 9/13/1990 Gender: Female
Interests: Interest:
-Music [Yangqin and piano! Both rocks!]
-Gd TV shows
-The computer...muhahaha
-Phtography
-Talking on the phone with gd friends:p
-Hanging out with friends :p Occupation: Student
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Member Since:
5/22/2004
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| I tink I am deadmeat when school reopens. Homework not completed, revision not done, I really do not know how to pass the big 'O's. Feeling lost, not having any idea of wat my future is going to be. Should I do something which do not really interest me but can earn big bucks? Do something which I really like but omg there's so much others which are better then me..? Frankly, I do not want to be poor again when I have the ability to work. I am sick of telling others why my home is like this, why my family is like that, being greeted with surprised (or even worse, trying-to-be-surprised) faces. I am sick of listening to options that really would not work (hell yes, DON't work) and sick of seeing those idoitic rich kids which act act and act just that their parents are rich enough to afford them all those branded stuff. Pui. The feeling of unfairness burns more and more, why is everything so?!
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| everything I do is wrong, everything I do is sinful. why did u give birth to me... and echoed that u want to kill me... others groan of things that they could not have, while the right for me to even process simple things are non existent. u smile at whatever things he does, scold and hurt me at all I do. I can only summarise these to others, they cannot understand this pain. there was never a recovery, even if there was, it was so raw that every touch hurts even more. u hate me so much, and expect me to love u. how? | | |
| Feelin as empty, as always.
I am so damn busy, yet mum could not let me off and had to ask me do the hsewrk stuff. I dun understand it. What she wants me in life? I came into the world as my parents hoped my bro to have a companion. I didn turned out the bubbily-everyone-loves-lil-girl, yet turned out to be a girl who always cried and quarrelled so often with my bro. She scolds me selfish when i cant help her out, give me names like abnormal, pervert, wails how pitiful she is. She groans at every lil pain she suffers while shuts me up when i am in real pain. She hurls the most ugly words at me, and sometimes even saes she wouldn care if i did drop dead. And yet, while i couldn reach her expectations of a household maid, she angrily scolds and swears. But when she asked bro to do a simple chore, she cried immediately when my bro rebuked her. And my ears will have to suffer as she recounts how so un-fillial we are.
The house's empty, leavin oni me and her. Her crazy outburst made dad leave the house in a huff, and bro hurried out of the house too. It is such shit. I dun understand wat meaning is in this life. I really dun understand. | | |
| U call this a quiet, selfless, devotion? Are u sure? U never listen to wat pple tries to sae to you. U never ever tried to be a real listening ear. U wuld list out all that u did. U wuld wail that you are the most pitiful one here.
Are u sure?
Bro's rite. The world does not revolve around you, madam.

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| After watchin <Sangdoo, Let's go to School>... i feel so sad. duno y. tried cryin. but no tears came out. it seems that when there's no tears when u feel sad... its terrible... i rather i could bawl loudly now... or else... i feel so suffocated...
The beautiful thing of this show is that it does not make u cry by usin those real romantic lines. this show's darn funny i can assure u...but under the cheerful appearence, it is actually quite sad...hiaz. if there is really such a couple in real life...i pray hard for them to be together... | | |
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