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Une fille comme moi
Je t'aime plus que hier, moins que demain ♥
Welcome to the blog of a 17yearoldgirl, where she posts her mindless musings and ramifications.
This is extremely private;
cos this is where she dreams, sleeps and cries.
She lives.
"We can catch buses and count our change and cross the roads and talk real sentences.
but our innocence goes awfully deep,
and our discreditable secret is that we don’t know anything at all,
and our horrid inner secret is that
we don’t care that we don’t."
hollow empty feeling....
Tuesday, June 13, 2006, 7:04 PM
okayy now i'm feeling uber depressed. life is jus such a big fake thing. y should i even care? heck care heck care. i mus remind myself dat. or else i'll truly become clinically depressed. i'm gonna skip dinner 2dae. n i skipped lunch 2dae oso. who e hell cares???? those kinda things r so so trivial to wad i'm feeling now. i'm not sure whether i wanna blog about this. i mean i dun feel like revealing the whole ugly thing about my life...having like 2-3 posts bout how my parents fight is enough. but apparently now my parents stopped fighting, sth else even badder happens. let's jus say last night sth nasty happened btw mi n my parents n now i got a scar on my face, bruises on my legs. i dun wanna talk about it anymore it gives mi e creeps. seems like a typical family violence scene times 2. there. i've said it. u noe wad happened. i dun wanna go into e details. BUT i'm okay. n it's all bcos i'm saved by my heck care attitude. i was like "hi5! who e hell cares?! not mi? this pain? i can survive it! all i noe is dat i'm not gonna end up like some pathetic child sobbing, thinking about ending her life on this one stupid thing!" dat's how i feel. welll nex time if such another incident happens again, u might as well jus break my leg or do sth serious. den i'll go 2 e hopsital n u can go 2 jail. hell i can jus go into e police station near my hse (only a damn 5 mins walk) n file a case on child abuse!! okayy so it was all my fault---i was in the wrong. but even if i'm wrong, i fucking dun deserve this hellish treatment i get. jus bcos u guys r parents, we gotta respect u n if we dont, u can treat us however u like? where e hell r e human rights?! gawd dat time i went canada a child below 13(i tink) cant stay home alone n if dey do n ppl find out, their parents r gonna get in trouble wif e law! n oso if a child is found to have suffer from parent's beatings, their parents are so so so gonna b dead meat!

hell, at this rate i'm going, i dun nid my parents at all! all i nid is a hse 4 mi 2 live in, financial support on sch fees n daily fees n e basic needs of a child i can do pretty well on my own! i can make my own desicions get control of my own life. now wouldnt dat be soooooooo gr8??? all i do is get in trouble or cause unhappiness wif my parents aniwae...i can b so so much happi in a boarding sch. now i'm alone at home. i dunno whr e hell is my mum n my dad dun wanna come home. he went out 2 some place. n my mum basically jus din bother 2 come back w/o telling anione why. ohh ok, i can hear her jus coming back now. wadeva. like i care. i dun care bout anything. i jus do e stuff dat i'm supposed 2 do...play piano, revise hw, do regular stuff regualr kids do n try to act normal as if my life is jus as perfect as others. wheeee my dad i tink is in a stinking mood again...he's scolding e word "damn" again n again. n he tells my mum 2 go get out. wad a fantastic family i haf! jus exactly wad i nid...all e fun i can get 4 my june hols. coming back now, i dun tink a single dae of my june hols was ever good. how nice. well at least nex time i'll have a excuse 4 not getting good grades! i'll go: cos u guys keep arguing n i become depressed so i get liddat! isn't it the *cough* greatest??????

den last sat, i went shopping wif my parents. din buy much. jus bought shoes. we neva go out likie a normal family shopping 4 so long i 4got how hellish it was. shopping is when my parents spend like 1 hr trying to decide wad 2 buy while i wait restlessly trying to find other things dat interest mi. nex time i wun ever go shopping wif them unless i'm desperate! it's so good going wif frenz, we go 2 e same store dat we like, try on clothes, have fun, buy wadeva we like. no nagging no frustration, jus pure fun!! my family is a nutcase. :D