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i feel like striking out at something or someone and just beating and punching and kicking something or someone until i bleed and start to feel pain myself. lets just be honest. i want to strike out at myself. cos i hate the person that i am and i hate the person that i was and i hate the person whom i will most probably become. and i don't think anyone will care anyway. nobody ever does.

have to get up early tomorrow and accompany my mum send my grandma to the hospital for a checkup tomorrow. wonder why none of her children cant send her and its always my mum (who as the daughter in law really has less responsibility for her) who has to wake up early every single time and send her to her checkuos when she has what at least 2 out of the other 6 of her own children who can jolly well afford to give up some time and send her to her checkups since they arent working anyway. its as if they all don't care. and so my mum has to suffer. and they said taking care of my mum's mum was horrible. heh, if u ask me, she's much easier to handle. at least we don't take a zillion years to come up with the right decision for her. and we don't fight when it comes to doing what's best for her.

that should tell you whose side of the family i'm closer with. and will always be closer with. no matter what happens.

i hate myself.




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