Airplanes

31st January 2016------------------- I remembered it all too well. Every inch of the story, every part of the actors, the co-actors and also the star in the very story of mine. It still fresh in my mind on how some of the crowd were staring at me, on how they're giving me a sympathy look; teary face, red eyes. I knew they were expecting a dramatic gestures, a sinful screamed when i got home. Unfortunately to them, i was too cold and broken and literally dead to even cry and to beg any hug from the crowds. I didnt need those, at. all. I was strong they said, I was happy when i found out he's gone they said, I was not close with him they said I was an ungrateful daughter they said, we were fighting over his money they said. At the very moment of life, where i dont look up into someone's opinion which i prefer dont matter in my life where i finally realized Im already an adult. Im in this cycle, i have passed my phase. I have passed everything that i wish would never

For the past few months, i've had enough a good story to tell, maybe not to everyone. But to a complete strangers who are willing to read my unrealistic blog. the only reason im back is actually because im uh bored. There's alot of things going on through my life for the past few years and also i have so much words going on in my head right now. it's almost 5AM in the morning. yeah ok i should have probably be sleeping at this hour but cmon its freaking friday. im young! and fresh and cool and uh nevermind (see im really bad in describing things). Okay well it has been awhile since i put myself in writing again, i mean like yeah i love writing. i love creating, i love things that people think im not good at. That's the problem, people are going to judge but you're just gonna live. Its your life anyway. :) huhu dah merepek gais. um as much as i wanted to write more, right now at the moment. but I dont think my brain is fully functional at this hour.. may

As i was driven myself with a joy of less-class session, i began getting  news from a friend. Just a simple message would tear my mood in a blink of an eye; A: wan jadual exam tukar lagi ke?  Aku: entah ah cha, biasanya tak tukaq la, asal? A:tah nampak org tweet ckp tukar jadual tu.  Aku: oh ye ke?alaaaaaaaaa sat wan check. i was bracing myself, i was being optimistic by not freaking out. I wanted to go home early for this short semester break. But then, an unexpected yet disturbing eyes popping out as i moving my hand all over the touch pad on my lappy. **** fogging hell?! i never saw it coming! the paper that should have end up at 11 may, they extend it to 16 fishing may!? it is 4 DAYS different from the actual date given? I was mad. I am anxious. Noisome feelings crept in. Fishing hell. **** Aku : A, betul ah tukaq :( ce check kat student info... A: aduh seyes ahhhhhhhh Aku: yes..  **** Thats it. Im done having to trust people, hope would noxious my