so?

when my mummy explain things to me bout that little boy that day, i was mad. i din kinda like the way she put things. no, of cos i dopnt agree to it. thaT's y i am mad!!! how can she say tat we gotta look at him as he is, accept the way he is and try getting to know him? nonsense. this is all but bull crap.

and obviously, i am not very happy about things these days. they're all in a mess. no...i hate it! terrible. haiz...when i go bac, to long, a load of work to do. and they say, take is gracefully. dam it