saturdae(1/9)
damn bored..
went 2 library
wif bro n father...

borrowed
6 books...
all csi..
haha...
i m so crazy abt csi...

went my aunt's
house..
coz she wanted
2 give us mee soto
dat she had cooked...

then went home..
read d a book...
then watched tv...

then it was arnd
2am...
then i slept...

sundae(2/9)
hmm...
i read
a csi book
in my room...

then played
UNREAL TOURNAMENT
wif my bro..
a lot of killing...
it was fun...

i won n lost
some matches..
then i watched csi...

then i watched
my bro played
RED ALERT...
while reading
a book..

then i saw
my old school
bag in hall...
i asked my father..
told me
he wanted 2 throw it
away...

i very angry..
i became quiet...
when my father
was in d toilet..
i pinched myself...

i was angry...
i cried a bit...
now it has
become a bit blue black...
but luckily
nobody spotted it..
coz it is well hidden
in my sleeve..

it's my bag...
why didn't he
ask me if i want it or not...
he still said dat he had
tore d bag..
how can he intrude
my things
n juz throw
whenever he likes
without my permission???

i never throw
his things away...
the bag can still
be used..
it is juz dirty..

then my father
came..
i was watching tv...
then he asked me
if i still wan d bag...
i juz nodded to him...

in d morning..
my mother
talked to me nicely..
she told me
to wash d plates
no matter
who had used it..

she was kinda
pointing at father...
i knew mayb
father had talked
2 mum...

i mean they(my father n bro)
have hands...
n r not paralyzed
or their hands
aren't amputated...
is it so difficult
2 wash d plates???

they r juz lazy bums...
call themselves men...
no wonder
my father is
damn fat...
all he does
is eat n sleep
when he is
at home...

my bro...
alwaes play
either ps2
or computer games...
when he came home...

my mother
won't b home till
arnd 10om...

it was raining...
then mum
called...
asked if it is raining...
then talked 2 father...
then after a few minutes..

my mum called again...
then my father like scold her
said "why never call earlier?"
sumtink like dat...

i hate it...
i hate when father
scold mum like dat...
it is as if he is alwaes rite...

i hate adults..
i dun wan 2 b an adult..
i dun wan 2 b a teenager..
i wan 2 b a baby...

coz a baby juz cry n smile
n doesn't stress out
if there r any problems...