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Date: Sunday, January 17, 2010 6:20 AM
When i'm trying to be nice to you, you always go overboard. Once i start listening to you, you start to control me. I don't like to be under anyone's control, but i know my limits alright. Enough of all these nonsense, trying to be good to please you. When i start doing my stuffs, you ask me to do stuffs to clear your to-do list. Hey, i have my life to live too. I know you're stressed, i know. Who's not stressed?! I've alot to cope too, my studies, arranging time for tuition and all. I can't be possibly helping you to de-stress by sharing your workload, who's gonna share mine? And you said it was my responsibility, i try my best to fulfil it, do i have to fulfil what's outside my responsibility too?

Fine fine just take it i'm just ranting. Whatever i'm doing now is just something so small it's nothing compared to yours. I'm just gonna wash my hands off all your stuffs. It's not that i don't wanna care anymore, i've no rights to care if i can't do everything you want. I will be different, you cope your life, i cope mine. I don't poke my head into your stuffs, you tell me what you wanna tell, i won't ask anymore.
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