Ish.I really do not want to go that party tonight.
Out of the mood.
It's going to be christmas, and then my birthday, and pmr result day.
My mom asked me whether i'm excited.Let me tell you: NOT AT ALL.

These things doesn't seem to make me excited like they used to.
This sucks.I used to love christmas.A lot.
I'll be jumping around just cause my birthday is coming.But i'm not.
I'll be freaking out now if I knew my results are coming out.And I'm not.
Damn.
This just don't feel the same.

I asked God : why?
He replied : Ask yourself.

Oh well.I know the answer.God knows too.

I gave up going to that asrama school.
But now..there's nothing more here left for me.Except my friends.
Friends can wait.I'll get back to them someday.
Adrian, let's switch.I want to go KL!
But it's too late for that decision.damn.


Coke does make people cough like hell.Iced lemon tea does too.
I can't eat pineapple.Or I'll cough to death.

I'll probably burn off that piece of nice card you gave me.
But...I won't.It was something sweet you did.
And another thing.I'll think I'm going to skip my birthday after this year.
Being 15 years old it's kinda going to be the worst of my life.
I'm so going to not love my birthday anymore.



While i'm wide awake, he's no trouble sleeping.



*When a heart breaks; it doesn't break even.*




i crash.
i burn.
i cry.


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