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CHING YEE
Love every moment of my life.
Cherished every time spent with my friends and family.

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Angela.
C Jia Yi.
Ernest. Eunicia.
Jiayi. Jowilynn.
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Olive. Orlena.
Peiqi.
Renee.
Si Jia biao jie & Vincent biao jie fu. Si Xian. Su Tieng.
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Xin Yi. Xuan Qi.
Yun Jing.
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Saturday, March 8, 2008


ihatemyself
ihatemylife
ihatemyparents
let me cry and slit to death .
slit to cure th pain in my heart
how long have i been missing you ?
it just seems like yesterday , everything happens all at once .


i guess , i'm sensitive .
or i wasn't ? was it my parents being too over ?
i really had no idea and i'm gonna say th truth , i don wanna hide it agns .
i slit agns , this time i wasn't really for him , but for them .
i passed four subject among six and they think it wasn't enough for them ,
i did well for that four subs , for some its either second or third in class , and they think it wan't good enough , come to think about it , my father never done anything to make me improve my subs , not even encouraging me , i scored well , i've got rewarded from th MOE for doing well , and there was a ceremony , he ddidnt show up either , instead he was sleeping at home .
i had tuition , but whr did those money came from , mostly was from my mother .
so what right has he got to say about my studies and spoiled my mood .
and i hate th way my mother always suspect me having boyf , when gg out often with my usual grp of friends .
it really tires me out .
ihate this kind of life .

♥ with love
7:56 PM