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Fucked up feeling.. @ Sunday, November 8, 2009 9:15 PM

Sometime we really wish to talk to our parents properly.. But, the problem is not we don't want to talk to them properly.. It's, when they ask something, we replied and after that, they'll keep asking and asking or maybe I shall say, parents love to anyhow guess or predict things... Yep, they've the right to ask us question because they care & they're worry for us... But, the things is I don't like my parents keep asking me those question will make me feel they're annoying one... Just like just now... Mom: Help me to keep in the cloths when you go out later... Me: okayokays..
Mom: Remember to keep in the cloths ah... Me: Enduring.. Okay larh.. Don't have to keep repeating... Very lo-so ley.. Mom: Speechless... So, before I went out, I keep the cloths in... Now when I'm at home, Mom: Eh, what time you keep the cloths in one ah? Me: Eh, you very funny ley.. As long as I got keep the cloths in can already what.. Ask the time for what... Don't tell me when I help to keep the cloths in, I have to see the time first and when you're back, I have to tell you? WTF. Mom: What time you went out mean what time you keep the cloths in what... Me: Damn angry and shouted, I don't know larh... Don't keep ask those idiot question ley..! LOLLOL..!!! Anyway, there's another things which I would want to post... When you quarrel with a person before or maybe if you almost want to tio with that person, and that person is your own brother/sister friends and when you're with your sister/brother, you saw them messaging with him/her, will you feel angry & fucked up??? For me, honestly, I'll feel very fucking angry & also feel like don't want to talk to my brother/sister want lo..! Wtf..! Anyway, nevermind larh... I'll endure until the limits come..!

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