Dearest diary, I don't wanna talk to my father anymore. He just confiscated my car key from me. He said that the 50 cents coin I left in the car for the coupon I used was an insult to him. And that cos I still carried on using the car despite his disapproval. No more midnight supper escapades at Kovan for me anymore. I don't wanna sit in his car ever again. So much for promising that I can use the car after I passed my driving test. It's all bullshit. Parents are f liars.

I was talking to her on the phone but she sounded so bored. Talking to me very sian issit? Or just that we have ran out of stuffs to talk about? I don't know. I hate it when I'm trying to make the conversation more interesting and engaging but seems like whatever I say is useless. I don't wanna call her anymore.

It's been a bad bad week for me. I feel like moving back into my hostel right now and not coming back home again.

Sometimes, I wonder why you'd tell me that r/s is not everything and that you'd not be with that person forever. You'd tell me that we are both very stubborn and it's hard to make it through. You made me not believe in us being together eternally.

I just washed my contact lenses with tears. hah.

lx