.Friday, November 30, 2007 ' 11:42 PM
& my story begins
I'm really tired of talking to you.First you just crushed my dreams single-handedly, either saying I'm too old to learn new stuff or that what I'm learning is wrong. Useless. Irrelevant. And you ALWAYS tell me to learn languages. ARE THEY THAT GOOD? Ms Lim has forgotten much of her Jap, while those who're learning it now are hardly using them. Ha, so knowing many languages is GOOD? LOOK WHERE IT GOT GREEN WITCH? By the way, when have I even said that learning about Buddhism is useless? Seriously, yours serves even less purpose. Spiritual healing, seeking solace... C'mon, if we talk serious, you can do these stuff AT HOME. But then again, it's better that I see the less of you. What good is saving 200 plus if I can't use them? I didn't eagerly cash in my allowance each week, spending on $4 a day for nothing. I didn't choose to live so cheaply! That was so I could enjoy my lessons. Yet you took that basic liberty away. That's MY SAVINGS! I saved like mad, and I can't even use them?! Go to hell!And yet despite all this, I had hoped that we still retained a modicum of happiness in our communication. I too hate to tread on water around you, or think before I speak. But that's hard, because somehow, you ALWAYS include your judgments. 'Or, that shirt is expensive!' , 'Why buy books?!' , 'Dun go class!' -the list goes on.It hurts to breathe now. I hope there's an alternative world. Come to think of it, why is this blog all about you lately? AND YOU JUST DESTROYED MY WONDERFUL DAY!!!!HELL AWAITS YOU.THE ORDER OF PHONIEX
