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Friday, September 23, 2005
the stories that happened yesterday

Much things happen today..sad,funny,interesting..talk about the sad one first.it's again about house chore.they push me to do house chore again..i mean i dislike when they rush me,I WILL DO IT,don't keep pushing me.i just back from class..and they asked to do the laundry..i'm tired so i told my parents i will do it later..den they shouted at me and asked me to do it NOW.i now i should do these things cos i'm part of the family BUT look at my brother.he does nothing lo but contribute dust to my home.forgive me,i know i'm mean.i know he's in army so he seldom comes home..but when he's at home..he has NEVER EVEN WASH A CUP that he had used.how can i ask this lazy person to help..DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT.i know my parents are working and are tired after their work.i never want to them to do those heavy chore but they can definitely help with some light chores like washing dishes or folding clothes,but they didn't.i mean i'm also tired at times..and i also need to do my study and revision.argh..i feel hurt..i mean they don't understand..they just want me to get it done before i get out of home.and you know sometimes there's so much of things to do..
ok enough of sadness..
that's talk about something funny..lol.well during maths class just now,at a certain sch.the student there left their pencil case behind.then my teacher was saying the kids there are rich cos they not scare people take away their stuff..they simply stuff their books/stuff under the table but not all of them la.there was a piglet pencil case..i had it also.but the poor piglet was drawn with spectacles.oh poor piglet.then my teacher was looking in 1 of the pencil case,see what's inside.quite a lot of stationary.den he took out the stick strap paper thingy and make it into a cross.he at first wanted to write R.I.P. which mean rest in peace and paste it onto the piglet.but he think what if the piglet's owner is a malay?so he didn't paste it on the piglet after all.lol.



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