invisible

Okay. Im practically nt in da mood to write all these since its already a past tense for my mood. So it will be a little bit lighter.=)

It all started ytd when my bro was showing books of WWF which, its lyk a book to educate da young ones to preserve da greens n creatures. Amazing ei? He was showing it to my aunt my grandpa my mum...after he came bak from dinner with da WWF director. Did u hear me?? WWF DIRECTOR. N my bro, hes a part of all these conservation stuff...

Every1 was obviously saluting him hw great he is to meet n cooperate wif such well known people n hw amazing he is to b involve in such wonderful events. They r proud of him. N all of a sudden...i felt lyk im invisible. He shine brightly under da light n me...i was covered in da darkness, alone n ignored. Hes good in music, history, food, socialling, knowledge n almost everything! He met people from different different countries different different companies n government associations. Mb except for his attitude tat annoys me alot, hes a son to be proud of.

Wat about a daughter lyk me? Besides sleep eat n spend...wat da hell m i capable of??Useless...yup tats an exact perfect word to describe myself at tat moment i guess. Do u noe hw much pressure izit on me? Do u noe hw does it feel to be da garbage in da house??? Every moment when he was telling his glory...i sank deeply in depression...drowing in it...

My vocabs are so limited i couldnt express my inner soul...Bt i cant imagine if i wrote tis ytd nite. It will b lyk a suicide entry...

chyng*