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profile | with selfless faith.
entries | the whole earth shakes.
Wednesday, March 04, 2009 | 9:20 PM
i accompanied nadiah to sata for her medical check up in the morning. zhicong, yap yue and david tagged along. theirs seemed fast, unlike mine. we took a long time to decide where to go next. first idea was to eat sushi but they wanted to have a real meal instead. the second idea was to eat at pizza hut. everyone agreed to fork out a few bucks and then order the 'two for twenty bucks pizza'. so.. i told the waiter and he said that it only applies for delivery. thanks to zhicong, i was embarrassed. the final idea was to eat at mac. the easiest way out i guess. after that.. i went home to catch my favourite show. out again to meet farhah and syaz, then off to kallang to watch junior's match against prcs. it was a good game though.

my throat hurts, still. urgh, i was mad at my brother. when im not in the mood, i want to be alone. so yes, he deserved it since he was being very demanding. asking me to do this and that, when actually he didnt even put in any effort. i went.. "go and find it urself arh. when it comes to studies, u're so damn lazy. soccer soccer, that's all u know. what's wrong with u? do u want to disappoint everyone again? do u even want to do well for ur major exams?" and i walked off.

im not trying to be naggy or wateva, but i know i had to say something. i was extremely pissed off. my parents blame me for not guiding him. for goodness sake, he is turning sixteen this year. isnt that old enough? he should know what he can or cannot do. cause i hate to see him hanging around with his yucky friends. the fact that he is laid back makes me worried. i dont want him to regret later on. there's no point crying over spilt milk.

im clueless.