heys ppl. yep, i changed my skin now.. got some comments from ppl saying it sucks but oh well, im jst tryin to keep it less complicated..

crap man. jst had a lil fight with my mom. she wanted me to do some stuffs, then my com hanged when i was tryin to open her stupid document. then she started blaming it on me, sayin i use the com too long and then she talked so much she started to link it to other stuffs sayin i use the com so long that my studies deproved. what the freakin hell. yu saw me studyin my ass off durin the nearing exam period, yu saw my notes. yu saw my messy room with textbooks, pens and notes all over the floor. might not prove anything to yu, but i did study. i swear i did. ppl can say i didnt, i dont care. but its diff when its yu. yu saw me working hard into the night on weekends, yu saw me studying my physics and math like nobody's business. yu saw me crying cos of the stupid pressure i was giving myself. YU SAW IT ALL, mom. yu saw it, and dont deny. dont yu deny the fact i worked hard. dont yu say that i slacked. dont yu tell me my grades sucked becos of my com. let me tell yu this k. let me tell yu this. jst shut up and listen to me rant for a moment, will yu. did yu know.. i wasnt using the com? did yu know.. my sis was using it? did yu know.. i was using it to get some extra notes online? did yu know.. i rly hate it too when i found out that i totally screwed my grades? did yu know.. i was totally crushed when i got back my report slip? did yu know.. im disappointed with myself, bigtime? do yu know all these? no, i think yu dont. yu didnt know, dont know, wont know. jst admit it, cant yu. dont yu think im sad at the fact that dad aint well yet? yu never know the way i feel. we dont even rly talk anymore. when anything happens its me, me and me. no one else. yes, i get the blame always. when i apologise, yu say i dont mean it. when i dont apologise, yu dont talk to me. yur always comparing me with other ppl. I HATE THIS. do yu know that studying in the hospital sucks? im always seeing deaths, and the cries of ppl over the deaths of their loved ones. evry minute i worry bout dad. ther'r so many problems jst twirling around in my head. we dont talk anymore. not like in the past. we talk in front of ppl, but its all an act. jst a show thats put up for ppl to see. yu know.. yu know that it aint like that. yu know we're gettin further and further apart. sometimes i told yu my lil secrets, thinking yu would keep em safe like in the past. why did yu tell em to ppl outside the family? to those aunties, those strangers? i dont trust yu anymore, mom. and yu know what? i dont have to prove to yu anything. because i know.. i know i did my best during the exam. i know i'll work harder to get better grades for myself. i know i can live with this. i know we wont be like in the past anymore.