When the world fucks you over..
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Call it a slut and fuck back harder.
As many of you who know me would knew that I had previously owned two Maltese x Shi Tzu puppies. If you were my friends you would had noticed my attachment to them and if you were one of those people who were close to me, you would had known that I loved them more than anything in the world. I called them my kids and saw myself as their Mommy. Well on the 16th of March this year, after coming home from my Dentist appointment, I came home to an empty backyard. All my brothers and my cousin was inside but Pompom and Fuzzball were nowhere to be seen. They were gone and I was all alone. Nobody noticed that they were gone, only me. I started panicking and crying straight away and went around searching for them. There was no luck. They weren't taken by the Brimbank council, neither were they in the Dog Pound. Somebody must've taken them in. Over this situation I broke into depression and started drinking with myself. I couldn't concentrate in school and had to return home early a few times. I hated life and I still do. But if all of you who read this please do me a favour to look out for my puppies. If you see anybody their neighbours with two new dogs that weren't there before please contact me on b.phuong@hotmail.com or call me 0423218976 - Yes, a reward is offered. Your support will really help out a lot.
Besides that, my depression has been adding up as my relatives kept rubbing in my face that I lost my dogs. They didn't understand that it was a serious topic for me and made comments like "Did you make curry out of your dogs?" I cracked and raged it at them and afterwards unofficially disowned my relatives in my heart.
Furthermore, on the 23rd of this Month was parent teacher interview for St Albans Secondary College. I went with my Mother and my first appointment was with my Maths B teacher. I didn't do so well and barely passed one of my tests whilst I failed another. It was because of the depression I am enduring that dragged me behind and lost my commitment to school. My Mother wasn't very happy. Despite the previous years before, I've always done well, she couldn't accept that I did poorly this term. My teacher tried to explain students all have areas where they lack and things they are personally outstanding as. Seeing that I was getting upset, she sent me out of the room and a Coordinator who was also in the same room noticed as well. She came out and hugged me saying "We know you've tried hard.". It was something very touching for me as I was never told this before. When my Mother came out she said she wasn't going to see any other of my bad appointments and went home. Angry at her, I walked to St Albans. I was originally supposed to go to my Dance class at Copperfield College but i was in no condition to dance so I lingered in St Albans and called my friends out. I took a few drags from their cigarettes - which I only do so rarely - and stayed there until around 5 when I returned home. I believe my Mother tried to make up with me, but I had already lost my trust in her. I've lost faith in her so many times - Like a glass globe, it shattered and I had to tape it back again, though the cracks are still visible. However now, I can nolonger tape back the pieces as they're too minuscule. I made myself an ambition; I will try hard at school and become successful and when I have, I will show my 'family' my resentment for them and that they lost me as a child at my weakest time, so they can't have me at my strongest.
I will have my revenge on the supposedly closest people to me.
Labels: Copperfield College, dance, depression, dogs, maltese, maltese cross shi tzu, puppies, shi tzu, St Albans Secondary College, support
