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Name:CLARA
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18feb95

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Monday, August 23, 2010 { 4:18 AM }

Woah I've not been updating in a very long time. This year is officially the worst year ever.
I hate my life, my 'family' I mean. I put inverted commas because I'm not even sure we're counted as a family. My parents are always mean. They like my brothers better.EVERYTIME also talk about my results. Did they ever think they're partly to blame? Always want me to go out with them to go see stupid stuff. Then one time go to Marina Bay Sands, they didn't even ask whether I'm free for that weekend or whether i wanted to use that weekend to study. NO THEY DIDN'T. & I had a test on monday. Saturday & Sunday gone. I could have used that time to revise my test. In the end, I failed. Fuck. Then now want to go to Malaysia during the September Holidays. It's so near to SA2 & I alr told them I didn't want to go because I wanted to study. But noo they went to book the hotel alr. Fuck la. I hate going on holidays with them. I feel like an outsider. Like I dont belong there at all. So they better not blame me if I don't do well because I alr told them I don't wanna go. Maybe they'll change their minds after they see my report book on friday. I HOPE SO. Seriously, everyone thinks I'm always so cheerful & everything, but once you get to know me, I bet you won't think that way.