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reference: x / x
title: There's nothing call home to me.
date: Saturday, March 29, 2008
time: 12:05 AM
Today, thanks friends for going crazy with me. After HTA, went to grandma's house for BBQ straight away. Wasn't happy. When i talk to my father nicely, he talked to me in a attitude and when i ask him why he talked in this way. he scolded me. Then he promised me something this week. But when i ask him just now, he became very angry and scolded me that he did not say anything like that before. Mum was just as normal scolding me although i did nothing wrong. Father was very unreasonable, Mum was always saying bad things about me, Brother and i didn't communicate like strangers. I realised something, they didn't ask me why am i unhappy about before, nor do they care about why am i showing attitude. Never, never before. Home is only where i get my money and lodgings. I can't understand what family means. They had never been there for me when i need them. Never ever. Friends are always first in my heart since the start of primary 6. I dread home. Everytime i go back at around 6 to 8. Home, bath and dinner sleep. No communication. It's lonely at home, very lonely....


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