it might sound crazy. but believe it or not, i feel like dreaming.
one day, i met a guy. the next day, we date. day after that, we get into trouble.
4 years ago
Thursday, November 8, 2012
Sunday, May 6, 2012
CRaP
crap...
missing something valuable. although it is legally switched, i feel like regretful for selling it. huhu. i mish ya already. baru je 1/2 jam berpisah, ak dah jadi macam ni. huhu. memang mcm ni perasaan lpas berpisah dgn kereta2 yg byk berbakti. argh. rindu gile! wuwu.
before this pon....
miss both. byk kenangan.
missing something valuable. although it is legally switched, i feel like regretful for selling it. huhu. i mish ya already. baru je 1/2 jam berpisah, ak dah jadi macam ni. huhu. memang mcm ni perasaan lpas berpisah dgn kereta2 yg byk berbakti. argh. rindu gile! wuwu.
before this pon....
miss both. byk kenangan.
Friday, April 13, 2012
All I have is this Feeling
Heard bout this quote before?....
"I shall be telling this with a sigh. Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I — I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference."
Sometimes I ask myself whether this 'road' is the one that I less traveled by. Technically, yes. But practically, unsure.
True, all i had is this feeling that is so unsure bout myself. My direction is led by others.
During these hard times, I think I dun understand myself well. I got mad by boss and felt nothing. No worries, no hard feelings, no effects. Weird aite? My heart stiff like kayu or besi. Maybe my personality affect much on my appearances. I'm not pretty and thin like other 'almost perfect' girl. Sometimes thinking bout that but who cares. I dun have boyfriend. Dun have much friend. I have a real humble and misery life. Like social life is not important. I can be called like 'kera sumbang'. Dun care so much bout it. Because that is what I am.
Like I said. WHO CARES?
Some other time I cried over these stupid things. Real stupid. Crying over past things that I felt so miserable. I should look forward from now on. Seeing others happy with their friends and family is seriously annoys me. Because that is somethng that I didn't get right now. Jealousy is my best friend and it's killing me. End up, I had my medical check-up one day and been diagnosed high blood pressure. What I felt is, this is what I get after suffering and drowning in my own world.
What a pity right? Lucky me, I have not lost my mind yet.
But, WHO CARES?
p/s: We always hate our life but there are people who want to live our live.
"I shall be telling this with a sigh. Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I — I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference."
Sometimes I ask myself whether this 'road' is the one that I less traveled by. Technically, yes. But practically, unsure.
True, all i had is this feeling that is so unsure bout myself. My direction is led by others.
During these hard times, I think I dun understand myself well. I got mad by boss and felt nothing. No worries, no hard feelings, no effects. Weird aite? My heart stiff like kayu or besi. Maybe my personality affect much on my appearances. I'm not pretty and thin like other 'almost perfect' girl. Sometimes thinking bout that but who cares. I dun have boyfriend. Dun have much friend. I have a real humble and misery life. Like social life is not important. I can be called like 'kera sumbang'. Dun care so much bout it. Because that is what I am.
Like I said. WHO CARES?
Some other time I cried over these stupid things. Real stupid. Crying over past things that I felt so miserable. I should look forward from now on. Seeing others happy with their friends and family is seriously annoys me. Because that is somethng that I didn't get right now. Jealousy is my best friend and it's killing me. End up, I had my medical check-up one day and been diagnosed high blood pressure. What I felt is, this is what I get after suffering and drowning in my own world.
What a pity right? Lucky me, I have not lost my mind yet.
But, WHO CARES?
p/s: We always hate our life but there are people who want to live our live.
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