Dont bother reading.

It's Sunday, 8th of November. Just one of the boring days of sembreak. On Tuesday, it'll be a bit different, it's the day of registration, and I am pretty sure its going to be bloody as it has always been. Oh well... Weeks have passed, boring days are still on. I feel so dry these days. I've been trying to forget boredom by spending almost a whole day watching dvd's, I started watching TV series online, too. It's like I have this whole comfort zone surrounding me once again.

Honestly, my mind is just too clouded right now. All these love bool sheets have been messing around my head for more than two weeks already, and no one in my life knew about it. Except you, if you have read this (har).

(WARNING: The sentences below are for retards)
There are some questions that are so difficult to answer, not because I don't know the answer, but because I knew it, and no amount of words could fit to describe it. Maybe because I have made a complete fool of myself. Or maybe I'm expecting too much. Because even if I knew what I am supposed to do, I know it is something I cannot and would not do. How freaking confusing. (???)

I have a brother which I hate so much that I just love him. Let me just say that "FREAKIN' SPOILED BRATS" should and MUST be erased from the surface of the earth! hahahaha! WHY? because they are friggin' USELESS!!! This kid I know, is my parents' favorite, particularly my mother. You could practically hear the difference of her tone whenever she talks to me/my other blacksheep brother, and to that spoiled brat. It's the way she treats him that makes him feel he is the boss of everyone. Each day of my life, I swear I can almost feel my heartbeat jumping from my chest whenever he irritates me. I don't know why my mother loves him so much, he is not even the youngest (oh! Mind you, our youngest is the most neglected kid), so much for a weirdo family. Anyway, this kid is completely bossy, completely BOSSY. Everyone in this house is afraid of him, because when he gets mad, oh dear, he gets mad BIGTIME, that he can destroy the house with his little fingers and gigantic head. I just hope he grows up intelligent and rich so that cockroaches wont eat him alive. *evil laugh*. I am not afraid of him, and I swore I would never have a spoiled brat child someday. (Sorry for that, I just cant stand him)

Another lame post for another lame day.

TTFN.