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I'm Joey
Going 16 on 28/03/10.
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    Monday, November 17

    Cool not? Picked up a morning call from EVERGREEN SECONDARY SCHOOL.
    Spoiling my mood saying that my appeal is not a success.
    Anyway, I had already given up. Lost hope.
    Damn stressed. Hate everything. Why some people can be enjoying holiday but me, have to feel sad, etc. Ever since last last time, I had vowed not to cry anymore. Cause Im a cry baby, when I was young. In primary 1, I can cry for days, like, 6 months. Non-stop. Believe it! Even the teacher couldnt do anything to me, and let me just cry. Think about it, I also don't know what Im crying for. =.= Maybe it is because, on the first day of school, I was so excited that, I forgotten to bring my bag to school, and the whole place was damn crowded with 'Kia su' parents, fighting their chance to talk to our Principle, Mr Chee so I got damn scared.
    Okay, back to topic.
    Yesterday, and yesterday yesterday, I fought with my family,
    and it was the first time that my mama won't want to talk to me for the whole day.
    So helpless lorh. Last time when my ma ma nagged at me, I will tell her to stop, now, my wish is being 'fulfilled', but Im not happy, am I?
    I thought she will never talk to me again.
    Forget it. I will stop saying all this things when nobody is going to care.
    FUCKED UP!

    Ps, anybody know how to use plurk? Can teach? I have no clue about it. D: