Monday, April 14, 2008
Sometimes I am very angry with my mum. Everytime I do a worksheet, I ask her to mark, she say wait a while and ends up not marking. Then I say what she doing why never mark then she very angry say she iron clothes iron 3hrs .
Then the worst thing is, the next day, it goes on dragging and ends up not getting marked. Then it flies to the floor, then my dad throw it away. Then I have wasted all my effort. *sigh* No time to mark my work, got time to shopping, got time to play mahjong....
Labels: Closest ones, Journal, Remincing
da piggy spoke at 7:32 PM
dear santa,
i want:
Own grand piano How do you expect me to play with a 3rd hand piano? I can't even press the keys
Hugs and kisses
To be loved
To score 250 +++ For PSLE abnd A * in Maths and A* in Science
Own erhu
pls cross them out for mii (: