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I've moved to Eljay.
This blog is kept for archiving purposes.
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Kepo-ness
# Kepo-hits
Again I'm @ home. Bored. Nothing to do. I have no mood to do my projects. I couldn't even think of anything to jot down. My mind's blank.
Could you at least understand that I don't treat my homes like hotels? That it is a fact that I could not be home late? That it is a fact that I couldn't go out as I please, to anywhere as I like, go home as and when I feel like it? Could you? Fine, idiots. Laugh at me for I can't go home late, for I can't be like you people. It is not about whether I like it or not, it is about being a girl, a 18-year-old kid. I have rules an regulations to follow, if that they think make me happy, which half the time , does not. Do you even bother to know how I feel being treated like a porcelain doll that's so fragile? Do you even cared to know how empty I feel?
WHat is the point of being 18, and turning 19 in 3 months time, yet I've to be back home b4 12 and even b4 the clock strike 11, I'd get an sms asking what time i'll be home. I am not like those friends you find, whose parents seemed like they don't even cared whether their kids are home or not. I don't treat my homes like hotels. It's not like everyday I come home late into the night. I wonder again, what will happen when I turn 21? *Dat depends on what happen to Dayah first. If she can get her OK pass, I'll just pray I'll be fine as well.*
Itz either... 
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the transparent pvc roxy bag...
Hmmm.. knowing I couldnt get all, I'll settle for either the first or the last. OK, so the first one la. But I also want the last one.. Eghhhh.. OK I dunnoe. What would have happen should I won a million dollars? Hahahahahaha. Crap. Wishful thinking! BUt I'll shop till I drop. Anyways, I had a dream last night. I dreamt I went shopping all out giler, buy all those in my wishlist. Cool. That's not gonna happen.
And I need to change my mobile billing plan a.s.a.p. Or else datz it.
Do you even cared? I still wonder.
