.Thursday, May 7, 2009 ' 11:14 PM Y
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tmr is my nsl presentation...but ZX is having high fever...tet means tmr i'll have to do the ppt presentation n role play if she's still sick...OMG...i'm gonna ruin tis...oh gosh...i'll have 2 try my best...but i'll ask my lecturer 1st whether i can present on another day...okok...bout todae...hmm...i got 2 noe frm ibrahim tet his classmates noe bout my mum had passed away...the boys are great...they are naughty but they care bout me too...yar...i'm still sad bout the incident...i still do miss my mum...i'm kind of a loner at home...nobody 2 joke arnd with...nobody to laugh with...my bro n his gf always live their own life...they don't even noe bout my problems...they don't even noe if i'm sick or not...my mum always care...even if i'm just a little sick, she'll asked me whether i want any money 2 see the doctor....my mum always bully me...i'll always joke with her n she always laugh at all my jokes...even the lame ones...i really do miss her...my dad is the quiet type...so i don't talk much with him...since my mum passed away, he does show sumtimes tet he care...but we don't talk much...but now life has 2 move on...i only have my frens n b to depend on...oh gosh...i'm crying now...i've always imagine tet when i get married, my mum will be there 2 see me...but now it wouldn't happen...Labels: We make a living by what we get...we make a life by what we give
