No fucking privacy

26 Sep 2004 12:09 pm

Oh yes, just when I thought I couldn’t trust my own fucking bro for reading my fucking diary (caught him countless of fucking times), I just discovered my dad reading my fucking e-mails.

When I confronted him bout it, he just gave me a grin. Oh why I’m making such a big fucking fuss? The e-mails that I saved in a separate folder in Hotmail happens to contain some, shall we say, love letters I received last 3 years.

And both of my parents read my SMS messages when they feel like it, and I had to remove any SMSes I find unsuitable for their viewing pleasure.

Now I know why I had to lock my fucking MSN Messenger with Messenger Plus. I thought I can trust my family, so I guess not.

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