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I got really pissed with my brother just now. I was sweared at, just cos i switched the tv channel. He's watching some stupid dumb show, or rather, he was playing on the psp. Since he wasn't watching, it make sense for me to watch something better than some stupid people trying to guess some lameshit lyrics. What got into me wasn't so much of the swearing, but how i had to let it go and withstand his attitude. Ever since i had this brother, i was taught to give in to everything i do. Or rather, i was forced to. From simple things like toys to fights and quarrels, i had to give in all. Whenever we quarrelled, fought, i was the one who got it in the end. Never was it once his fault, never. When i was younger, i used to whine and complain, but he's better at it. As things gets on, i've learnt, to take things into my own hands. But till today, nothing happens when he says or do things that's over the line. I'm still the one that's taking it all. I don't want to rant or whine like a little kid anymore, but i guess things do have a limit to where they can get to. Its time to take turns, 14 years is a turn long enough.

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I HAD to blog this cos i'm so freaked out currently. I was on my comp listening to Tayor Swift's fifteen just a moment ago through my earpiece. And guess what, i heard my ahma's voice in the background of the song. I swear my ahma was just sitting on the sofa. I looked at her and then back to my comp again. Totally FREAKED OUT! And then trying to convince myself it was coming from ahma, i paused the song and stared at her, nope, she wasn't talking at all. Shrugging my shoulders, i resumed the song again, and there, it's her voice again! The usual screeching voice she's always speaking when she's talking. Darn, the song's still on pause now, although i don't believe in such things, how did ahma's voice got into the comp?!

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However hard i tried, i failed to get out of the mess i'm in. Something that's built from nothing took one, coming two years, and torn down in just a matter of seconds. I took two months to heal, unsuccessfully. There's still pain in me, perhaps more regrets and unanswered questions burning within me. From that day on, you became my weakest point

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Haven't been touching the lappy for a pretty long time already. So alittle update today. 1 December, class chalet was great. Flew kites and all, check out the blogs of those who went. Detailed updates over at theirs. Kite flying was great, with Jiaxun and Qingyi. " Qingyi 好像很喜欢收线 hor? " Funny comment by Jiaxun. Really, he kept reeling in the string in fear it will get caught in the tress, like that kite how can fly. And then when it finally got up into the sky we got it down and started flying it all over again. In the sky no more fun already. Barbecue wasn't quite successful. Chicken wings not cooked. So escaped to downtown foodcourt to makan instead. I no bike since i wasn't staying over, had to run there. But the two guys that went were quite gentlemanly, laughs. Both offered to carry my bag while i ran, and Qingyi took over the running halfway. Never thought there would be gentlemen in 2/5. The group sent me off to the bus stop after the meal. Training later on, sian yiqing sick again.