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busybody

i was asked by my mummy to help her with her paperwork. i was told to fill in the logsheets with dates. she was sick, so i decided to help her complete. i managed to fill up one employee's. i was happy and i thought i might let her know that i helped her with one. she said i need not help her with the rest, just fill in the dates will do. her tone was draggy and was the least bit happy.

i felt very stupid. i shouldn't have helped her and earn myself a title, 'Busybody'. i didn't talk after that and i went to buy dinner for her and brother. i came back home a lil' teary and was sniffing hard. she barely noticed. she never ever appreciates what i do, what i do for her and even when i buy her things. i hate myself when i don't get appreciated by others but by my own mummy, i feel worse.

i'm hurt.

This entry was posted on Wednesday, June 07, 2006 at 8:41 PM.

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