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Since this is the only outlet i can transfer all my thoughts into words,i might as well do it now.

"pa,can i work?"

"what for?what more do you wanna buy"

"must i really get the shopping list to you"

"i dont think,any company would want to recruit you,ur still underage"

"HUH?,Pa?Most of my friends are already working,and some arent 16 yet"

"are you sure"

"duh?why would i wanna lie,i dont get the benefit of it"

"not for now lah"

"what?!"

it saddens me to hear any form of disagreement word flushing out of my father's mouth.espicially if it is something really important to me.I badly need money now.the shopping list are mounting,and all i received is a countervail.i cant stand any longer.it pains to sit ,watch and moan all the friends i have,busy with their new and first job.the line of people with a bonding of friendship now are all drifting into their first job aimlessly.nevertheless they fail to grab one.and here i am rotting at home, still abominating with the most pervacious human on earth.

sitting here gazing with studied nonchalence,i received a text from jeff.Fuck,another cancelation about tomorrow's plans.reason why was,mdm zaetun need him to paint her fucking shabby house with cheap genetic colours,maybe.Remembrance paced in my mind,clearly i recalled zaetun asking me and the girls to help out with her house,and im dead sure we are the first ones she asked around.and vuala!look at her now,bossing sincere willing young chads to colour her house.read my blog,and i'll be more then glad to see tears blurring your vision.And after reading,you probably wanna plead down over the fake promises you made,with a concience is mind that,this jobs aren't for girls.fuck it man.you are so bringing our defenses down the walls.i can be driven to your grave.Fetid biatch.

Plunging out all the thoughts,i can gladly fast tomorrow.yeay.it feels so great to be back and get compiled with the rest into one,at least im not left out anymore.I seriously cant see the odium of fasting.In addition,don't they feel a stronghold of guilt bite locked in their hearts for losing a day not fasting unnessecerily.Surfacing it,is the most weakest undramatic excuses.well,if youwere to ask me,''its an act of callowness".