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DATE: Wednesday, March 21, 2007 | TIME: 12:28 AM

Look back at my past...my life is just sad..for my entire life...i fought for everything...everything i have now is those what i fought back...everything i done at the past is not success...my life is not that exciting as those other..i am not born in a wealthy family...though my parent had done their job in raising up their children but they are totally fail in building up their children's personality...i am one of the example...ever since i was a kid...at home...i was sent to my guardian to look after me...i only met my parent during weekend...my guardian can consider an old granny..she treated me as her grandson..their family member really treated me as one their family member...i really wishes that she was my grandmother at that time...is already for quite number of years since the last i met them...i wonder how are they doing for all these years...but now look back at my family...everytime i got back home...i felt frustration...yes...i need a car badly here...i told them about it...is alright if they tell me...son, we can't afford to get you a car for this moment but we will save money to get you later...i would really happy to hear that...instead of saving money...they rather to invest their money in their share market and their gambling...everyday dreaming about getting rich...but to me...my heart was broken...not because of not getting a car...but the way that they spend their money like idiot...if u want to get rich...there are many ways...i rather to see them invest their money into currency and properties...what is the ratio getting first prize in 4D...i don't really remember what is title of the singaporean film i watched...everytime when they talk about 4D...buy 4D only ma...either i tiok or not only ma...is still 50:50....that is very stupid stuff to say that from their mouth....sigh...look back at my childhood again...my childhood life is just full of bully by the others...parent crushing my confidence...they thought they can build up my confidence with the way talk to me...in fact...they are crushing instead of building...what everybody done to me is just only hit me with everything saying me this n that...critic me...people rarely praise me...but then there are still people praised me excluding my parent the past where i fought so hard to get that...i really appreciate that..after i bang my dad's car last year...he is afraid of allowing me to drive...no matter how i talk n quarrel with him...no even my supportive mum(in fact....she is not that supportive to me also)...i can barely drive actually...i was not given the second chance to prove myself...where this was happened i broke with ning...i was not given the second chance to prove myself...and now...i thought i had found someone that can really stand by my side...but the fact was cruel...the way she treated me just no difference with those people...i was hurt again...i really fell disappointed..i really fell sad...is that important to us?why are we getting materialistic these days?i hate myself for having with these kind of life...

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