After the O Level Chinese Exam, she asked me to go out. Of course, instead of having a nice time shopping for more clothes, she ended up scolding me. Somehow, it always end up like this. remind me never to go out with her again. I knew she haven't changed but instead got worse. Vulgarities spewed out and having a cold war only with me - all characteristics of her deep rooted hatred towards me of causes unknown and incurable.
Anyway, moving on. I feel the best way is to write down and after that when i think about it, I don't feel anything. I think this should be my daily habit and maybe I can upgrade to writing in Chinese? I gave up n my previous pen if you can see (there are many cancellations as the ink does not flow out - as seen in the actual diary post). Anyway, they are reading the question papers I brought home as souvenirs. Apparently, you can bring home each one since you paid for it already. I don't know what they are going to do. kill my self-esteem when the meter already reaches zero.
All I wish is for another's voice to be in unison with mine.
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