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family.
 

money no more

after my rendevous with the company, the adventure with my dad and the cash buffet my mum is constantly requesting for.. my savings are totally wiped out.

somewhere out there is an empty safe. all empty and shiny.

i cannot help but to feel miserable. bah.

There

  1. Blogger furple | 9:56 AM |  

    bah. these are the reasons why we swear we will never grow up to be like our parents.

    when's your dad coming back?

  2. Blogger frisky | 4:23 PM |  

    back alreadyyy :(
    had a mild stroke the other day, he is alright now though.

    i just wanna get out of here. need to leave town for awhile...