i love these pon and zi cartoons :) so simple, but sweet.

GAHH. this piano exam thing is driving me CRAZYY. i HATE IT. SO MUCH. its so stupid. i have to do grade 7 exam in 3 months. WHO DOES THAT. NO ONE. they all have like a year or at least half a year to practice. do you want me to fail or something?! i'm not superwoman. i don't even LIKE PLAYING PIANO. this whole thing is just ridiculous. and you keep changing it. first, you tell me i have to play it like this. then a week later, you say its probably too hard and change it again. how am i supposed to PRACTICE PROPERLY if i have to practice it a different way EVERY TIME?! the only good thing about this, is that in a year or two, i can finally QUIT. after i finish grade 8 that is. sometimes i like it. yea sure. but not this. i hate it when you imitate my playing. because you CAN'T. you always say i play like this, when i play completely different from you. it just PISSES ME OFF SO BAD. its not MY fault i feel like sleeping everytime i have a piano lesson. what is with you piano teachers?! nag nag nag nag. wtf. just let me play already!! its so hard not to get impatient. not my fault i always think to myself, WHEN IS THIS GONNA END ALREADY. its just so BORINGG. damn. can't wait till the summer. :/
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i hate you for making me cry. i hate you for never ever being there. i hate you for expecting so much. i hate you for never understanding. i hate you for making me stay up at night thinking of you. i hate you for making me feel unwanted. i hate you for never knowing what i feel. i hate that you make me love you, still. i try not to show it. i try not to show that i care too much. because then i start crying. but that time when i hung up on you, i don't know what happened. the tears just started forming, and fell down without permission. i hide everything inside, because i don't want to feel like i'm weak. but it's unfair. everything you do to this fragile little soul of mine. your never there when i need you the most. you don't even know me. you make me feel guilty when i'm mad at you. you make me feel guilty when i don't want to do the things you want me to do. i hate it when i feel that way. you make me sad when your not there. you make me sad when you break your promises. you make me sad when you say you'll do something, but in the end you never do it. i always have to forgive you. because you do something else to make me happy, even though i never want to. i don't even have a choice. do you know it hurts? when i'm sitting on my chair, with tears streaming down my face, all alone, do you know how i feel?

you make me feel lonely. all the time. when i listen to everyone else's stories, i always feel incomplete. i never ask why. because it's just you. i already found that out. i just wish that you'd know. i just wish that you'd TRY. simply just try. but you don't. you never seem to care. NEVER. all you care about is the things on the outside. you say you care, but you seriously have a funny way of showing it. i'm all messed up inside. and no one knows it but myself.