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-* Saturday, February 18, 2006

where am i wrong?
where??

morning..it was ok ba..i revised my maths.. and geog..
den my mom called me tru phone and force me stop wad im doing and go cook for my sisters. my elder sister; surprisingly, turned good, and den helped me cook...

after my parents go back home; dey ask me wad i was doing.
den i say "revising geog." and den u noe wad??
my parents scolded me "waD?! play again!"... wth? i studying dey say i play.
den i shouted "i doing geog la!" my parents den say "job? wad job? (dey cant hear me well)"
den i screamed at them; "GEOG LA. I REVISING GEOG! IF U DONT KNOW WHAT IM SAYING; NEVERMIND!"
den dey like; "wad job?!! we university grads, u think we dunoe wad u saying?!" wth??? den i was like.. ok.. forget it. den my mom scolded me. wth la. i studying dey scold me.

den after that i let my dog mini out. den out of pity (and that my dad tell me to), i let panda; my other dog out.. den wad hapen? my two dogs started fighting. i look at them; dey are really very vious. i really cant take it; den tried to seperate them. after lik a while; my mom tried to help me stop dem frm fighting. ok la,cos my mom old; ant stop the dogs, nvm... i dun blame her. den my smaller sister was standing at the side, didnt do anything; just see the show. wth lo.. den i tried seperatingmy dogies den mini bit me; (and i noe she didnt intentionally,cos she loves me.) den panda scratched me. the pain was overwhelming, so i fell to the ground, cant do anything. it hurts to see my dogs fighting. i tried to get up, but i couldnt. my smaller sister was standing dere, den smirking. i look at her.. den look at my dogs.. den so i screamed at her, "wad are u doing?? panda is yours! help them stop fighting!".. its not my fault that i screamed at her..
and guess what? she just said "i cant la. i scared i end up like u, kena bit by dog."
i couldnt take it, i grabbed panda and clambered up the sofa. mini couldnt reach her, and neither do panda can reach mini. i quikly blocked dem from reaching each other; den ran into my mom's room. my mother put a bit of cream den gauze on the dog bite la. and she scolded me.

its not my fault that i took panda out. (my dad was the one hu told me to do so oso) and its not my fault that i was biten. my smaller sister didnt help me seperate the fighting dogs. and its not my fault that i scream at my sister. she didnt do anything. and its also not mini's fault that she bit me. and evveryone hates mini now and they hit her.. mini is my favourite dog lo.. she likes me, and i noe very very well she didnt intentionally bit me. and everyone hates us now. both of us.

well; im a human, mini is dog. she couldnt completely feel what im feeling. its good anyway. i rather be mini.. being loved. being cared; cared by me. while me, no one cares. no one loves me. and im all alone.


alone.