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BERLINDA.

Your photo here.

I'm a girl who ONLY love myself.
Oh yes, I love my FAMILY & BABY too, :D

strike out.

I want you
I wanna be rich too

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Thursday, May 03, 2007

blogging this entry out w a heavy heart . . .

my eyes are super swollen due to excessive crying... dark rings are starting to form under my eyes, concelaer dun realli help much~

nope, it's nt BGR problems. my bf & i r ok. but wad makes me realli depressed is someone i'll like to call "MUM".

wad if u hv a mum who is fucking stubborn & dat everything u tried talking to her falls on deaf ears? & wad if u hv a mum who thrashes u up like nobody's biz when u nv did anything wrong? wad if u hv a mum who drinks everyday & vents her anger on u & ur family? wad if u hv a mum who realli can gamble till e household broke then she happi? wad if u got a mum who scolds u nothing but vulgarities?

sometime i wonder y can't mum jus go into e kitchen grab a chopper or a metal pot or something else & jus fxxking chop me into pcs? or better still, jus crack my skull open? i feel so miserable w her temper ever since young.

having a dad + mum & i believe most of us too. but y do i always hv e feeling tat i dun realli hv her by my side? sometimes, i wonder whether am i an unwanted child brought unwilling into this world but of cos, i tired to shake off this negative thought. but it gets so much stronger every time she scolds or do all this to me w no fxxking reason.

e reason for all e above happen = GAMBLE


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Wednesday, May 02, 2007

Rested @ hm e whole of yesterday & I'm so proud of myself cos' i finally woke myself up today for work @ 6am! It's all because of e accrual tat I've to wake up so early. FxxK it~ boss is happily resting @ hm hw about me? Haiz, wad to do? Anyway, i need to go shopping badly, heh ~ Nothing much recently, work & work nia..


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