Sunday, September 04, 2005
hell the world.
i feel like dying.
i know i'm changing.
since everything around me is changing.
it should be my fault.
where are my parents so inquisitive?
why must they ask so many questions?
i know i'm changing.
but i can't help it.
you are pushing me to the end
with all those
"mei.why are you starting to be like a chameleon now?"
like wth.how am i suppose to answer that?
"oh.cos' i'm not not starting to be like one now."
what a joke.
and all those
"stop being silly and stop being influenced by your sis."
how am i supposed to do that?
separate myself from her?
like wth.we share the same room.
maybe i should just shift to the toilet.
toilet it shall be!
9:31 PM