Cus you say.

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Sunday, March 21, 2010 @ 1:52 PM | 0 comment(s) | add a comment.

I really hate my stepmother lah!
Really can't wait for my legal age to move out of this house.
WTH.
Just now just went out for less than 15 minutes, then when i come back, she finds something to quarrell about.
Damn fucked up eh!
Really realy don't understand her.

Around 12.30pm, everyone is awake except for my sister.
So i just went to joke with my sister and say,
I: hey claire, wake up already, so late already still sleep ah. [in a kidding way]
Sis: yah lah, i wake up already lah!
Then i just walk out of her room and continue to play my fb games.
And when i went out for awhile just now with dad, when i come back my stepmother say "why just now you shout at claire?"
I was like "when did i shout at her?"
Sm: Just now when you ask her to wake up.
Me: I didn't shout at her, just ask her wake up only.
Sm: Hah, you don't lie ah, everytime say people sleep so late then wake up, never see who wakes up late.
Tolong ah!
I sleep later than ALL of you and amongst all of you, I'm the first one to wake up can or not!
I wake up in the morning around 10 and you guys?
WTH.
If 10am is late, what's your's?!
Fuck!
Pick things to fight even things like that.
Don't you know that claire always likes to make stories up?!

Who cares?
Cus im not your flesh and blood.
So whatever i say, you won't believe any single word.
You know, sometimes it's really hard for me to really want to treat you like my own mom.
And when i do, you say i don't.
Tell me what am i suppose to do?!
So much of venting anger here in blogger, didn't want ot talk back to you, cus dad will be upset and hard to be on whoever's side.
And 3 bloody weeks of holidays!
Feel like going to grandpa's house to stay.
More freedom there.
But if i do go there, they are gonna say, grandpa gonna give me money and stuffs like that.
All you care about is money!
What else?!
Money face!
One moment, you treat me like your own.
And the next, it seems like i was picked up from garbage.
Sometimes i really wonder, for what purpose am i living here.
And for what reason am i living for?
Myself?
Others?
NO.

And to be honest, you DO look down on me!
Looking down on my academic.
Cus everytime when aunt ask about sis results, and she got better grades than mine, you would smirk at me.
What's that suppose to mean, it's not the first time, but everytime.
So what if im in Normal Tech, EM3 and now ITE!?
If your daughter is so bloody good, then why are you still here?
Always asking sis not to be like me, always fail my exams and stuffs like that.
You are always comparing!
There's so many things, without you saying, by your actions and words, i can feel what you are trying to say.
By looking through your eyes, your conscence tells me so.
You only say im good when im bad.
You don't know how i feel at all.
How it feels like to just live under the same roof as you.
It's so difficult.
And nothing seems to be able to solve it.

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