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if you want to insult me, dare to in my face*

Friday, October 06, 2006
4:00 PM

hey. no time no see. i was on a hiatus after this babe got confiscated by my mum "for my own good". i mean whatever. maybe a little good. i managed to study without staring at my computer because of the simple fact that IT WASN'T THERE.
do me a favour guys, help me comment on my this blogskin-- click on the names of my blogskins

- jojo
- hilary duff
- chad michael murray

i made the images myself. thank you thank you.

i hate my stupid brother. he has been sitting beside me begging for me to sign him into msn. as if i want to help him!!!! its disgusting, the way he stares at my computer screen at whatever i am doing at all my converstations!!!! he keeps entering and re- entering the room to evade my privacy.
i mean parents are like a controller who attempt to ruin lives. my mum took away all my privacy. she took away my bedroom door knob so i can't lock myself in my room and allows my bastard brother to enter my room whenever he wants. YOU TELL ME. IS THIS FAIR? i can't do anything without anyone watching.
OH. HOW LUCKY I AM. IF A MURDERER WOULD ENTER AT NIGHT INTO MY ROOM AND I GET KILLED, YOU CAN BLAME YOURSELF FOR TAKING AWAY MY DOOR KNOB AND ALLOW HIM TO OPENLY ENTER MY ROOM WITHOUT THE SLIGHTEST OF DIFFICULTIES. i would be laughing at you grieving over my pathetic death. i want to die early anyway. i don't want to see myself age and become an old fragile woman. NO WAY.

.luckily the music i listen to are not controlled. i used to be banned from hearing songs with a single word "love" in it because my brother the bastard would complain " mummy, qiting is listening to love songs". now that he himself has had so many boy- girl relationships and listens to much more songs with the word " love" in it, he has stopped.

my writing has deproved and i hoped it will improve. i am pissed so the writing is like shit. sorry for the boredom.


noted*