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Friday 2 September 2011

A hotel kindda home

Sometimes I get the feeling that I am staying in a hotel. Although I am just in an ordinary house of my parents, and no where does it have to look of a hotel. But relatives that is not my immediate family keep coming in and going out. What makes it more worst is that they have their own keys to the house. Which now makes me feel like I am staying in their house and not mine. Cause I dont even have my own keys... Wait... I think I do... just need to find it. But thats not the point. The point is... I am suppose to be alone in the house, yet there are extras here... anyone needs an extras for their movies?

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