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Declaration

God grant me serenity to accept the things i cannot change,
the courage to change the things i can,and,
the wisdom to know the difference

In JESUS name,
AMEN

Sunday, June 29, 2008


frisbee-ed,

got freaking scolded by my mum.
cause she hates the idea of my spending so much time on funfair
and keeps nagging tat orniguri wont sell.
look come on,like i fucking hell dont know.
is that fucking ppl dont wana listen to me.
wtf can i do?
so stop nagging alrdy.
they want me to do it, so be it.
if it cant sell den too bad.i alrdy told them
its ppl dont wana listen..
i didnt ask for your help this time so dont say as though it'll gona take up ur time.
this time i'll do it myself n share this burden with my classmate
cause EVERYONE is suppose to play a part
be it at the game stall or food stall.
sickening man.

sorry g-man for not going for your party.


plans for tml:
sch,
art,
fucking funfair preparation

once again,every night its tears

10:01 PM