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Nana, 19 on 31st January




Wednesday, August 15, 2007

I hate ppl who steals. Seriously. When someone has worked hard earning money n saving money to buy a particular something,n den der u go,jz taking them away. It made me so angry to hear frm my sister in law this morning when she told me someone stole my brother's new pair of puma shoes he jz bought like last wk.

It angered me bcoz my whole family isnt anywer near wealthy & all of us reali worked our damn asses off every bloody day & i swear i reali wldnt be as angry if it was my pair of shoes but noeing my brother, hu works harder than anibody i noe & rarely buying things for himself,let alone any branded goods,it jz makes my heart bleed. if i could,i wld haf bought him a new pair. if i cld,i wanna take my whole family out to a nice dinner at a restaurant.

Sometimes i haf e craziest idea of finding anoder job & juggling both jobs. Or quitting sch. Then again, who ever said life was fair. Ppl wit any job recommendations, pls do tell me!

Actuali let's backtrack a bit. I did lost a pair of slippers. My nice seashelled Reef slippers which cost a hole in my pocket. I put it outside jz one nite coz it was getting pretty ugly,wearing it for so many mths n gez wad.e next day,poof it was gone!

I always haf this tendency of tinking in any situation "Oh maybe he/she had a rough day" or "Oh maybe they need this more than i do" so back then, when i found out my fave slippers were gone, i thot "Oh maybe someone out der is worser off than i am" BUT TODAY wen it happened AGAIN,better yet,to my brother,i thot to myself "That son of a bitch. He sure as hell had no thoughts for others who mite be living just as tough as he is."

I have half a mind of writing up a sign "ONLY ASSHOLES LIKE U STEAL PEOPLE'S SHOES" but hey,wad wld my neighbours say -.- or my dearest mommy.haha.
I'd chase aftr him if i ever see him & hit him wit my mom's stilletos,tt's wad i'd do. WAD A @#$%^&* CREEP.

After thinking hard abt it,i haf come in peace wit myself tt ders nothing better to life than this. I'm not going to look back in anger,no more. It sure must have been love,but it's over now. 4 years of drama was more than enough.

maybe there's beauty in goodbye.

So long i noe how to love still, i believe someday an even greater love would come by. It's just waiting to happen.& oh how i love being single! :)