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Sunday, September 12, 2010
Selamat? Hari Raya ppl.
Lack of proper vocabulary ahead.
Personally, this year, Raya just sucks big big time.
I'm dreading it next year.
Couldn't really feel the mood much less be happy for it.
I don't understand why adults behave in such a way.
Everything is just fucking superficial and fake.
EVERYTHING.
Moneyfuckingmoney.
I'm sick of all the fucking arguments, the fucking cold shoulders, and that goddamned getting back at each other thing going on.
Noone ever fucking realises who the hell gets affected by their actions.
I am very affected, all of us are.
But as adults, they just go on like they've always had.
Bloody hell.
I'm tired of crying but it just plain sucks.
This time round, noone can see anything other than a smile and lame jokes on me.
Unless, there is one who can really understand me. They'll know for sure.
Haish.
And with exams coming up,
I'm fucked.
Personally, this year, Raya just sucks big big time.
I'm dreading it next year.
Couldn't really feel the mood much less be happy for it.
I don't understand why adults behave in such a way.
Everything is just fucking superficial and fake.
EVERYTHING.
Moneyfuckingmoney.
I'm sick of all the fucking arguments, the fucking cold shoulders, and that goddamned getting back at each other thing going on.
Noone ever fucking realises who the hell gets affected by their actions.
I am very affected, all of us are.
But as adults, they just go on like they've always had.
Bloody hell.
I'm tired of crying but it just plain sucks.
This time round, noone can see anything other than a smile and lame jokes on me.
Unless, there is one who can really understand me. They'll know for sure.
Haish.
And with exams coming up,
I'm fucked.