`When I Was Younger

I saw my daddy cry, and curse at the wind.

Another day gone and nothing productive is done. What a waste of my life. Finally finished My Sister’s Keeper today, and Sasha, if you’re reading this, I’ll give it back to you ASAP, kay?

Yesterday and today were a torment of endless questions, which answers I could practically spill out with my eyes shut, ears blocked, and tampons up my nose. Okay, no, that was vulgar.

I don’t know why I’m so mean.

I ESS YOU SEE KAY at kawat, so I’ll probably die if I do another stupid mistake. No, Chew Jie, I’m not joget-ing.

Sick, that’s what I am. And cranky, which leads to mean.

/kicks self.

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Michelle Teoh

26-year-old cynical Asian, book enthusiast and purveyor of fine sarcasm.

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