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Baby, don't say goodbye.

about me.
The name's Vanessa♥;

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Friday, March 14, 2008 { 12:16 AM }

I respected you so much.
But after what happened today, you're nothing in my eyes.

Firstly, stop just thinking about yourself.
Secondly, theres more to this world then SNACKING, THINK YOU'RE HOT WHEN YOU'RE NOT AND PLAYING SUDOKU.

You ain't my mother.
You ain;t related to me in any way.
So what right do YOU have to tell me off and vent your anger on me.

I hate being misunderstood.
You didnt even hear me out.
I didn't even SAY ANYTHING.
It was vic who was talking.
I kept quiet.
And you shouted at me?!
Complain I have a black face?
Snatch my book away?

I talk, you say stop talking.
I sms, You say stop sms-ing.
I keep quiet, you say i'm showing black face. Wtf la.

You think i'm so free to do your bloody homework for a freaking 4 hours?!
I have to take time off too.

This is not even the first time it happened.
The lst time, you HIT me.
And now you're shouting at me.
What kind of teacher are you.
And why?
Cause you're stressed.
Cause you're pissed.
Sure. I don't make your life an easier.
NEWSFLASH. Theres this latest in thing you apparently haven't heard of.
Its called being NICE.

Whats your problem la.
I'm a student.

You're not the only one who is stressed out.
Don't you know the more you shout at me the more i rebel against you??
You've lost all my respect.