YAYEE-ism!!! ((((:
i just finished a new book!

flowers in the attic by v.c. andrews
4 innocent children were locked in the attic by a selfish mum whose pursuit is wealth. after the husband's death, she brought the 4 children back to her sick and dying father's place. her father is ignorant of her 4 children and apparently her husband was her half-uncle and this was considered as incestuous in her parents' sight.
the 4 children were locked up in this room connected to the attic where they spent 3 full years inside, always hoping that one day, their mum whom they adored and loved will give them freedom.
but God knows, her mum was actually plotting to kill them by poisoning their dognuts, cause her dad's will was to forfeit all wealth if she was found with kids that are of her first husband. in the meantime, she always portray a good mum's image in front of the children, convincing them that she was still that goody mum who wants to let them have freedom.
till one day, reality dawned upon them. the mum wasn't even concerned a wee bit abt them. and by that time, the little brother is already dead. they fleed and finally received freedom.

perhaps,
i mean perhaps,
hope is deceiving afterall.
should i still remain hopeful?
will i be let down just like the kids were?
am i being ficticious? am i being unrealistic?
whateverr.
i can't think anymore.
i can't stand a thought of sadness anymore.

this book is such a tragedy. my heart aches to see how the kids yearn for freedom, how they have to assume the roles as adults at such young age to defend themselves.
and honestly, i cried )):
i was pretty preoccupied with this book. it haunts me a little. i dreamt of it when i was having a nap. and it's rather frightening when i put myself in the little girl's position. BLAH.
i am so easily affected.
RAH!

anw.
i was super pissed off by this girl today.
RAH!!
if i could, i would.
u better don't get on my nerves.
or u will have no peace.
what i say, i will do.


`in solitude u will wither away like a rose in a winter drought
clarence.
but i replied.
`in solitude, i will bloom like a flower in spring

HAHA!
two contrasting ideas.
BLAHHHHH!