haiz.... on saturday...morning wake like normal day... go for a breakfast ... come back and continue cook... for my boy mother .... cook chicken curry... gees.. for the first time of my life... i cook i was so damn sucxx... normally i cook it was so perfect but dunno why .. haiz... too sad to cook it.. friday night ... mum ask me wonder wan buy wattch not.. den i said i dun wan ... den keep wak me choose fine i choose den she said and ask me use my own ... den i said i dun wan lo... cause i wanna keep my money for my own education and others usage... gees... i wass 178buck... for one watch... better not to have it lu...den i keep quiet... den she said i angry... and giving those kind of face... haiz... if i keep argue with her sure many things happen but if i keep quiet less things happen... scold till saturday also the same thhing... that's why i cook so suxx.. even mum ask me to throw in the dustbin... haiz... what the heck... haiz... hurts me a lots... after i sent things to the house... we'll went to club... and i accidently step on ivan fishing rod... haiz... damn piss off... really felt like so left out on that day/...haiz... so lonely at home... too much pain i had...
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