was posted on Friday, September 4, 2009 . 9:38 PM
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im in a terrible bad mood right now.
don't feel like talking, don't feel like touching my bukit timah hill of homework.

i want to look at the stars.
i want to listen to songs while looking.
but when i look out of my window, there isn't any.

the song playing right now kind of expressing my emotion right now.

it's just some stupid mood swing...

anyway, yesterday i smsed to 933.
im like freaking happy when the DJ read out my message.
but she said i should write more next time so i won't waste my money.
hahahas. i will.
maybe once in a while, if not my mummy will scream at me with the phonebill in her hands =.=

and when i went for detention today, im given a passage to read.
I SWEAR IT WAS THE BEST COMPO I'VE EVER READ.
it moved me to tears.
the story plot was freaking touching.

it was about a boy and his poor father who works very hard as a construction worker.
his father would always put his salary in a tin can.
the boy noticed his father's hands are full with scars.
and so he went to take up part time job with bloody low salary.
the boy saved up little by little and eventually enough to buy a pair of gloves.

he put them in the tin can, intending to give it to his father next time.
when he went sch the next day, he receieved a call.
saying that his father died in the tunnel.
he run out of school like nobody business, carrying a hope that the caller made a mistake.
it was not his father but some other kid's father.

however, the caller did not make a mistake.
the boy kneel before his father and cried.

when he went home, he opened up the tin and saw a note from his father.

i forgot what was written on the note.
but i swear it was freaking touching.

day by day, the boy had no more money to eat.
as he walked on the street, with rain drops falling from the sky, he looked at the note and
said "father, i think im coming for you...."
he collasped, with the note in his hand, smiling.

obviously, i can't describe the whole story as good here.
so maybe you might want to be late and take a look at the compo.
hahahahas.

after recalling this story, i think im feeling better :D
yayness!
off to bed.

LITING IS SLEEPING AT 10PM!