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Wednesday, November 25, 2009
- Now great... What did you call me again?

Wan Ru's blog rises from the dust once again!!! *triumphant music plays*
Aww... Just kidding la, don't give me that lame face please??? (:


I just wanted to say and shout it off my chest. MY OWN FREAKING MOTHER CALLED ME A PIECE OF SHIT! AND SHE SAID I DON'T CARE FOR HER AND THAT I AM A MONSTER!!!

Now how hurting can you be?! So much for motherly love eh. I am the only one that has been filial to her. The only who decided to stay with her in this damned house! The only one who actually cared whether she ate or not!

I am not like my two younger siblings. Who left the house just because of some lame reason? And at the end, using me as the scapegoat, that it is because of me they left the house? How fucked up can you be? They rather stay with the father that left our family to break and with his new husband-stealing-bitch-woman-wife and that little brat. Than staying with their very own mother and sister.

And for all the above I am getting the freaking blame for all that? Thanks a lot ok. Thanks a lot! That's exactly what I needed during my graduation period, my last sprint, throughout my hectic schedules of Final Year Project, lessons, exams and other shit meetings. I am totally out of things or reasons to live for... If it weren't for you Dear... I would have been so send to Hell already. The only who can really listen to me when I talk about this kind of family rubbish. The only thing other than Dear which I can be glad of is that, I have food, I have water, I have a roof above my head and I get to go to school. That's it.

But the mental and emotional fulfillment is lacking so far behind all those physical traits.

I'm done here... A mother... Just only knows how to think that her daughter does not care about her, and she never sees that her wrong is that, she can't be happy for her own daughter. Her one and only daughter who feels happy for her own marriage, but the mother isn't. Not even this once, my own mother would give me her blessings and to be happy for my glad tidings. Never has she done that for me...

||| *I love you. For being my mother. I hate you. For how sad you make me feel inside.* |||

Dear&Dar 2:23 AM

Wednesday, November 11, 2009
- So noisy... So crap...

Wan Ru is going to put a magical duster at this blog entry, so that it can help her collect all the dust it is going to collect once again soon. This week is freaking packed, next will be packed as well.



A bit nervous about working as some coordinator for the APEC CEO Summit, but it should be an experience of a lifetime! Since this summit only occurs every 20 years! It is like wow! Why such a big gap between the conferences and meeting... Gosh... Sometimes I really don't understand the adult and political world... Even though by law, I am an adult now... =.=''

So freaking tired at the moment... Dear must be tired too... Doing his 28 kilometer road march now... Don't know army is so retarded all the time... As if people will calmly and slowly march their way into war... Like dots!

Oh crap... I really got to go now, before I really DIE off... Do laundry and off to Lala Land! I promise! Next time my blog entry will be filled with a bit more of a storyline! Take care all my loved ones!

||| *Zzz... Zzz... Zzz...* |||

Dear&Dar 12:31 AM