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Tuesday, May 20, 200811:02 AM
It's not fair.

The weekend seems to go by too fast. Not fair not fair not fair. I'm sulking like a 5 year old...BUT I CAN'T HELP IT!! =(

Anyway..some personal updates.

Few days ago my mom went to the bank to create a foreign account for me. (obviously for my studies in UK)

Well, she kinda assumed that I wanted to go because I was so persistent last month. I am very fickle minded, I KNOW.

On the day she told me she went to the bank I was like "What?!?! Why didn't you tell me??You've made the bank account?!?"
She said, "we went but it wasn't made yet"
In my mind I was thanking God a thousand times and said "I don't wanna go to UK anymore"
Mom asked "why?? I thought you really really wanted to go? We've even made the application and you got accepted."

I wanted to say "because I don't wanna leave! I don't wanna leave my happiness now that I've found it! I can't bear the pain of going because I can imagine myself crying in the plane if I had to go and I don't wanna go through THAT. Please spare me the hurt. Previously I wanted to go because I thought I needed to go somewhere far away to clear my mind. I thought I would never be happy with anyone again. I wanted to go so much because I never thought something this lovely would ever happen to me. It's quite unbelievable, actually. Can't you see how happy I am now??"

Instead,
I said "well yeah, I wanted to, but now I don't want to anymore. I don't wanna be in the same country as a loser"
Mom said "I will give you a week to think about it. If you don't want to go UK..you can still pick other countries like Canada or Australia or something. If you don't want to go, we'll just use the money to buy another car."

I don't need a week.
I don't want to go to UK or anywhere else away from Malaysia.

Why don't we buy another car instead. =)
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