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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."
where's my home?
Monday, June 05, 2006, 7:49 PM
okie last sat my mum woke up like a total bitch. first, she started bitching n yelling about she dun wanna buy the flat in toh guan n she said dat e agent cheated her money n my dad forced her 2 buy, din give her enuf time 2 reconsider blah blah. she sae e flat maintanence not good enuf n had been up 4 sale so long oso nobody buy den blame my dad 4 still giving such a high price. she sae even if she move in she oso wun b happi. she's jus so damn money minded. all she cares about is e price seriously. it's not about whether she likes it or not. lemme tell u if we paid like 370k 4 dat stupid flat den i tink she will love it. but my dad offered a price of 400k so yarh...she dun wanna spend dat much money so of course she dun wanna buy. it's not as if my dad hasnt given her enuf time 2 consider b4 signing e contract so now if we back out at e last min, we'll prob lose baout 4k. heh n it's all her fucking fault n she still pushes all e blame on my dad. serves her rite. she's owaes she hesistant on buying e flats aniwae n she was like complaining dat time she missed a really good chance 2 buy a flat dat she "really liked"(notice e use of quotation marks) n it's all bcos of my dad again. she blame him 4 NOT PERSUADING HER ENUF 2 buy dat...she sae if he sae more of e flat's benefits she'll probably b convinced 2 buy. which is so totally lame. dat's wad i so so so hate about her. she put e blame on others not herself n when ppl point it out, she's pissed.



den last sat, she woke up yelling about e flat 1st thing in e morning, woke mi up 7am like a crow squawking. den after yelling stragith 4 like more than 1 hr she went BACK 2 SLP. dat's like 10am. den she ask us 2 shuddup cos she cant slp properly. wad's her problem?! alex sae is depression. i hope not. if she haf depression i'll probably gonna haf hallucination. denn later at nite, my dad went to giant imm to buy e usual groceries veggies fruits bread n stuff...den my mum phone him 2 bring back dinner. my dad i dunno wad he was tinkin at dat moment, purposely refused her so of course my mum went mad again, saying he purposely make her angry. den my mum started screaming at mi 2 go out wif her 2 haf dinner at restaurant since my dad can go out. she was like "why ur dad can go out liddat n we cant? i bring u 2 eat restaurant! den we go see movies! even more better den him!!" den i was like there's nth good showing in e cinemas at e moment jus go out 4 dinner can le. den she was like: dinner only?! (she practically shrieked) den after dinner we go bac home so early 4 wad? huh?! okie den we went jp 4 dinner(at 1st she wanna go orchard den decided dat she was too tired 2 walk) den during our whole time out, she was really nice to mi. n i was like so surprised! she talk 2 mi nicely n everything, went wif mi 2 eat sushi cos i wanna eat dat, den bought mi myuk pencil box n wallet! i was wondering did she eat sth dat addled her brain. one moment she was shoting n e nex she was so...nice. i really begin 2 suspect she haf depression. either dat or heavy mood swings.



den todae she n my dad finally had a totally civilised normal meal like normal family. pheww...after all those daes of indigestion watching them scream across e table. bleh. i tink mayb jus mayb things r gonna clear up. i needa inform Lex rite awy! sighh 2dae choir so damn "ughh" i tink cor-(our student conductor) was being pms-y...she was like picking on every section n asking us 2 repeat e same parts again n again n she even kicked out S1 n S2! which she neva done b4. i dunno wad's wrong wif her. den she was being totally bitchy when talking wif mr matthew lim oso...in a kinda cynical tone. cos mr lim came 2 c how we were doing wif e family concert songs n all. >_<" ohh welllll tmr choir again jus hope cor's pms thingy goes away! n hope my sore throat go away too!


*smile a bright fake smile 4 mi will ya?