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Monday, July 26, 2010
Guilt Over Conscious


One reason why I really love this blog is because nobody knows about my new existing blog.
When I narrate, I know I can narrate everything & anything bout this world.
Cause nobody knows. :)

As you know, salary is in. I was contemplating to give mom&dad 1k or 1.1k.
The devil in me says 1k is enough but the angel in me whispered to give them more.
Guess who won? The devil or angel?

I decided to give them 1.1k.
Why? because I believe they are the reason why Im here earning much. I was'nt a good child till today.
I was the black sheep in the family
They still love me as much despite my flaws although occasionally I jokingly said to them, "you have no choice but to love me because Im your child."
Besides the prayers & faith they have in me, my guilt still running in my blood as I grow year by year.
Stealing my parents money.
Yes,
I started stealing when I was 11. I cant remember the total $ that I've stole.
:(
Of course, I was caned, hammered, punched, slapped.. Tell me about it. I had blue black patch on my left eye & all over my body. The red marks & bruises by that evil police buckle. Ouch! I can still feel the pain.
Till today, I dont know why I stole those money. Definitely not the influence by friends. One thing for sure, with that stolen money, Im way too generous to my friends. Recess time will always be on me & not forgetting, Macdonalds. At that time, Mcdees was the luxurious thing on earth. Only rich people can sit in there. So I was the 'rich' friend who gave my so-called bestfriendS a treat in Macdees. A treat to tell them that I appreciate the friendships. Ya Right! Till today they dont know that it was a stolen $.
:(
Well, I was'nt a holy virgin & holy girl as everyone thought so. I keep on making the same mistakes despite being reprimanded & grounded & the physical 'abuse'.
Now that I grow older and wiser, I wished I could turn back time. Return those bucks.
I cant.
Therefore, here I am giving as much as I can every month adn twice a year I will give them more.
At the same time,


Im collecting old notes & handed over to dad cos that used to be his hobby.
His old notes are all gone because of me, the idiot.
:(
Anybody who owns old notes(bird & yusof ishak printed on it) do tell me. Exchange with me or maybe I can pay a little bit higher than the original value.
 Im desperately looking for the old $25 note.
Any idea where I can find them?





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