My Precision Reignites
L i t e r a c y
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there isn`t anymore pain,
life`s now like sunshine and no rain
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just like a fairytale,
my dream came true
it became real
since i found you
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in pure anxiety i wait
of whats the next take,
i hope it isnt a break
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all i need is a miracle,
perhaps this is just any obstacle
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staring into the night
all alone but thats alright,
it`s the feeling deep inside that i dont like
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when will i ever see the light,
or that happy face so bright ?
if only my fairytale could turn to reality,
then there won`t be anymore agony
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Tuesday, July 05, 2005
-Tuesday, July 05, 2005
terrible terrible. . okay, allow me to state the events
event #1. on one unfaithful monday morning, 04-07-05,
was awoke by my father`s loud voice in my sleep. he practically shouted as he stormed into my bedroom. it was ten plus in the morning and obviously, i was still asleep as youth day so no school. i remember the first thing he said in his grouchy voice was that ' you take my money from my drawer right ? '
me : what money ?
he : those new ten dollars notes larh
me : i never ! ( which i seriously did not )
he : stop denying !
me : ( i was really boiling with anger as accused wrongly of being the culprit which i was not ) dont believe that dont believe larh
we started quarrelling
after he left, i was too mad and hot all over to even get back to sleep. to think he actually accused me of stealing his money which he kept in his drawer. he`s thinking that way just because the last time i asked money from him, he opened his drawer and showed me his 'hiding place' where he keeps his new notes and all.I NEVER ASKED HIM TO TAKE OUT THE MONEY IN FRONT OF ME WHAT. then now his money lost, first one he come find is find me and blame me for the lost money lor. idiot. . what is this, right ? i take his money for what ? i want also ask from him or my mum what. crazy fella. not even my fault lor. wake me up from my sleep still not enough, still want to shout and yell at me so early. spoil my monday mood. sheesh ! hate that man to the very core
event #2. today, my mum.
she often lets me stay out even if its past eleven or occassionally, past twelve. and today, that woman actually left my phone with two miss calls, one voice msg and one msg asking me where am i. i thought got what thing so important, so i decided to be good and called her back. so much for my good intentions. First thing she pick up the phone, she began questioning me where am i. i say bedok interchange. she ask me why i come home so late. i was like wth lor. the time by then was like only five o clock. and she claims that its late. what can i say ? i left school at four plus what. had tt/en and then met the P with some others. she think i live beside the school arh ? another idiot. . she`s utterly utterly insane and unreasonable. again, another crazy person in my family. . what is this family coming to ? the thought of it is also driving my mad. such 'kind' parents i have. self centred humans.
okay, enough of unhappy events, lucky for me. someone gave me a sweet surprise yesterday. for once right. . ? so very unexpected. ha ha. we should have that more often okay ? (:
for tt/en today, we had wushu. it was quite dumb larh, -shrugs- but enjoyable for first-timers like us. we learnt all those funny moves which i dont see how it can protect us even. and the coaches had to put most of the moves` names into layman`s terms. i think they seriously had difficulty in controlling the sec3s. thats just too bad larh, they should practice and read more books on ' how to control ngeeann sec sec3 students'. i suppose they can get that in the library. otherwise they can buy it from me (x i sell them, and very good ones too.
