i think i should eat my words.. seriously.. jus as i thought things with daddy dearest were starting to change for the better.. things go right back to square one. i swear if i had written this 5 hrs earlier.. you'd probably only see explicits..

you know you'd expect someone who takes you outta your comfort zone to be at least understanding.. but NOOO.. daddy isnt like that.. he's not like that at all.. aiyah i'm so sick of complaining bout him. its so time comsuming so life sapping and fun sucking. i jus wanna scream.. steal his credit card buy a ONE FUCKING WAY ticket back to singapore.. i know it sounds so horrible doesnt. desperate times calls for desperate measures. i hate it here. i really do.. i've been here almost a month.. the only things keeping me same is getting letters from frens, talking to dong.. and school.. other then that.. melb can go and die!

life is unpredictable.. it is cruel.. and it deinfitely sucks.. argh!!!
YourName | 5:33 AM