fugging hell... im like carrying so many stuff back home as i nid to clear all the books in sch.. and they were like so fugging heavy.. and when i reach home at the the doorstep my father dun even be bother to come and help me with it and i throw it on the floor... he dun even help me take back to my room... i am sooo FUGGING DULAN can... arghhh.... ^$%^&$*&%(&*(&)@#!#$%
those books was really so F**KING HEAVY tt now my arms or practically whole body like aching and my hands like shivering...FARKER
and my comp is spoil... coz of my FUGGING DAD again... i came back from msia tt time i den when i try oning my comp it juz couldnt open... when i leave for msia its still alive... strong and well and when i come back it DIE... if not for my dad i think it wont have die... now i am stealing my bro comp to use coz he would kill me if he know... buden i am so FUGGING DULAN tt i wan to vent anger on my blog... >.<
ACHING AND SHIVERING
My story ends here; 7:16 PM