20th october 2008

oh world i noe that u are not mean

the people who live on u are mean

but can i say that i am not mean?

the truth is; cannot

why?

my mom said to me once

"u must study well"

"i want u to enjoy urself especially on ur teenager time"

i asked her

"why"

she replied

"because u have one chance in ur life time and don't waste it"

she continued

"get a life"

then, my brother mnyampok

"get a silver award at least once"

me (sigh)

than the story begin; i thinkback. i look at myself in front of the mirror. what is wrong with me? am i growing up to fast? my breast are getting bigger (normal) and i hate it.

i sit on my bed. and my mouth spell this

"h a t e"

then i take a pencil and a piece of paper.

i write on it with capital letter

"TEENAGER or CHILD"

'i really don't want to grow up. i hate to be remind that can't do that, can't do this. every seconds i walk, my mom will told me to walk properly. when we go to HARI RAYA, i just played with my cousin like we always do at PAGI RAYA but but, my mom asked me to stop playing KEJAR-KEJAR.it seems provoking me all this time.

i don't care. i noe she is my mother but i don't want to listen to her.

i want to be who i want to be. and that is enough.'