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Saturday

The lost feelings

Tis fews days sucks!!!But noting really bad lar...last nite,mum say sry to me,i abit shock,v were looking at a book full with short poem n skecth by my parents,& the skoll chinese society magazine of mine last time i did with my frens,lots of memories,den suddenly mum say she wanted to say sry to me long time le...she say sry coz she did not really personally took care of me last time...those hard days my family had b4 the birth of my sis,dad lost job so mum must work,dats y i become closer to daddy...sumtimes mum will jealuos,but noting she can do to fix it...Most of the time dad bath me,play with me,erm...i dun really remember much...i oni noe the 1st time i eat my mum cooking i ady teenager,if im rite 15/16 yrs old ba...Long ago i always jealous with my frens,dey hav their mummy prepare them to skol,made food for them,fecth them home,& so...Mum felt sry for tis too,u noe...i remember the time dat i always sitting alone on the balcony,cant go join those kids at the playground,i can oni look at them,mum & dad say sry again,couldnt bring me to playground,coz their nid to finish the housework n dinner(dad cook de),mum say im very good gal,i oni ask them to bring me down for twice oni...dad say dat place like my jail,the balcony,lolx...i do remember tis days,i was at nanny house morning,alone too,den go home,lock at balcony till my parent finish the works...There is alots more...there is time i felt to run away frm home,alots of time jealous with my sister n brother,there hav alot of things dat i din get last time,for example my parent concern with the homework...Mum oni ask me how i am doin after my PMR,n dats oni for few times...maybe is not a big deal for others,but i do felt sumting missing u noe...All these feelings had been kept for so long,till i had forgotten until last nite,looking back sum of the stuff b4...tear non-stop...

|DREAMS WILL COME TRUE |






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A Little About Her


Elie
31 Dec 1986
elly530ng@yahoo.com
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-:Things i don't like:-
have enemy
Nagging by others
Force to do something
Be forgotten

-:Things i likes:-
Being alone when feeling blue
Read stuffs
'Boom' Musics

-:My Wishes:-
Found my soulmate
Complete my study
Own a car
Own a house

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Cute Text by The Doll Palace / Click to edit
When things go wrong,as thery sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile,but you have to sigh.
When care is pressing you down a bit-
Rest if you must,but don't you quit.

Life is queen with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a fellow turns about
When he might have won had he stuck it out.
Don't give up though the pace seems slow-
You may succed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than
It seems to a faint and faltering man;
Often the struggles has given up
When he might have captured the victor's up;
And he learned too late when the night came down,
How close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out-
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems afar;
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit,-
Its when things seems worst that you musn't quit.


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