standing in line, I think you're pretty

this is it isn't it? The last straw. To prove my parents that I can do it. I survived 3 years of hell and hecticness. The challenges. The tears. The neverending dramas. good luck and all the best for finals my friends :)

my written journal are now filled with scary sad entries. my tears ruined and soaked four pages through it. it smudged all the ink. and now I wish the ink will smudge everything and let the four page of sad entries fades.

"If you feel like running today, you know I'd understand" ~ Damn Girl

photo by : http://crimesofillusions.deviantart.com/art/La-Vita-E-Bella-10251462 5 yesterday in some random shops I saw a box of coloured chalks. Big ones. it was about RM5. And I had crazy ideas in my head that I wanted to draw clouds and rainbows on some random streets. But I never did. I turned around and walked out from the shop.

I cant stand this. I cant pretend anymore. I hate you even more right at this moment. Ibu was right in the first place. I tried to forgive you, but you didnt even try. You didnt even make an effort to say you're sorry. Guess what. it's over now. I dont have a sister.

saya : jom pergi tengok time travelers wife. kamu : hah! cerita tu. tak best la! saya : dah tengok ke??!! kamu : ada yang version bm punya. isteriku mesin basuh. saya : $%$%^&* what? kamu : yela. movie tu kan? *lol* your're so random!

sorry. hati dah tertutup. kecewa. im sticking with the idea of renting house with friends next semester.