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Memoir of the Loser - Day 492
Memoir of the Loser - Day 492
Hey, I can't say it was a good say. See, in morning, my mom and others made me lift something heavy. I could do it later but they forced me. Not only was it way too heavy for me to lift it alone but when I lifted it, half of my rakhees broke... It made me so angry. I am not a kid but I liked them on my wrist and the ones that broke were my favorite. The ones that broke had amulet based on God. So, i began thinking thay even God doesn't want to be near me, lol. And I untied the remaining ones in anger. It hadn't even been a day.
It has always been like that. These people force me to do what they want and they never do what I ask them. You know, I wish I could swing from the chandelier. Also, I hate crying. It makes water come out of eyes and... nose. Well, its not exactly water. Anyway, my mom did one more thing. My cousin asked her to convince me to help him on his shop. If you don't know, I hate interacting with strangers. She knows that and yet she tried to force me again. Not only that, I will go to his shop but in return, I will get nothing.
I could do nothing today. My thoughts weren't exactly great. Not like they are now. I don't sing that much nowadays. I don't want others to hear my heavenly voice. Anyway, thats all for today. I really am a loser, aren't I? See ya')
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