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♥Tuesday, June 17, 2008 ' 11:20 AM
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well what can i say?
except for the presents my birthday was so horrible.
but i mus thank my cousins for paying alot of postage jus to make sure the presents got here in time.
i loved the presnts alot.
but not the way my birthday turned out to be.
2 people who were most important in my life did nt even rmb the occasion.
so much for sweet sixteen yeah?
it was so sucky.
almost after 4 yrs of friendship we both had been waiting to celerbrate this day
ever year she would not be present during my birthday and finally this yr we wanted to make full use of the day.
so many ppl msed me and wished me but she hadn't.
i guess she did forget.
but upon seeing my screen name in msn which said its my sweet sixteen. she wished me.
i told her it took her long enough and she started giving me reasons that she cld nt find her phone and wanted me to sign in and stuff.
oh please.
almost half a day had gone by.
it was already evening and then u tell me stupid reasons.
i was already pissed with that.
next was my dad.
the men who changed the perspective of life ever since i was born.
he had no idea it was my birthday.
even my grandma *father's mother* had arrived but he did nt realise anything.
my mum called from work to tell him to order pizza and he was like what for? dn waste money.
when my mum finished work i met her and got my 2nd birthday cake. *already had a small party at my uncle's place that evening*
well bought a small cake and got home.
then when dad saw the cake, he still wasn't aware.
till my mum told him.
he said he had no idea.
once i had cut my cake, both the mother and son fed me the cake on knife instead of using the hand. *it might seem so small but hey i have feelings and i hated the way i was treated*
when my mum fed me she took the cake on her fingers and fed me. *oh mum i love you*
mum insisted that we buy pizza but i said no *please mum u dn have to waste money on me*
my poor grandma *mother's side* did nt even come out of the room when i was cutting the cake.
she gave reasons that she has was using eye drops and stuff.
sometimes im so sad i can lead a normal life.
its all so tough isn't it.
even after all the hurt both my grandma and mother had suffered form my father's mum, my mum still insisted that she stayed for the night.
that old women talked all the way till 11.00pm.
i mean my mum has to get to work tml ok?
well my grandma slept in my room while the old women slept in my grandma's room.
today morning she started talking ill of my grandma and my mother to my dad.
oh please i bet she planned all this.
she knew my mother will ask her to stay so she planned what to say to my dad.
after she went back home, my grandma asked if she cld always sleep in my room.
i told her that she has worked so hard for the family and she is nt getting the respect.
and i told her she has to sleep in her room and not my room floor.
i spoke loudly so that my dad wld hear.
im so ashamed to call him my father.
one who forgets his daughter's birthday.
i've had enough really.
for sixteen years i grew up without my father's love and i dn wan this to go on anymore.
sometimes i wish i could kill him.
bt hey im not under age anymore.
since im 16yrs old already if i kill him then i wld hav to suffer in jail.
this is not why my mother brought me up for.
she wanted me to study hard.
and till today my mum is still working hard so that she wld be able to provide for me.
i could not help bt snicker at the fact that my father's mother said that if it wasn't for him he wld nt be able to pay for my studies.
LOL
oh please my mother has been paying for my studies.
not yr son.
you son jus sits at home and wastes the money.
critisises people who work so hard.
i dn think i wan to look after him when i grow up.
i will look after my mum coz she brought me up with good moral values.
but you.
all the things i learned form you is not to waste my life away like you did.
you have so many siblings 3 of them don't even talk to you.
while the other 10 even thought they do talk to you they still hate u deep down.
thanks to you, i don't even get to see 7 of my other cousins.
how i wish all the 22 of us were very happy together.
but all i have is 15 cousins who still think very lowly of you.
out of 14kids why do u hav to be the only spolit brat.
why can't u work hard and be responsible like your other 13siblings.
all this i will ask him when im old enough to support myself becoz right now im living under yr roof.



1 Comments:

Hiya Krish!
Again, a Very Happy belated B'day to you. Read your mail and was sad at first. But then, this dad of yours is unwittingly creating circumstances that are making you more mature and a wonderful person! Great to read about your mum - she sounds special.
Have a fabulous year ahead!
Love, Joe

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