*Hardcore*

Hello ladies. I am back. Okay 2nd day of raya and already I am tired. 1st day went out to Paya Lebar to visit daddy aunt and the we train-ed to Pioneer to my nenek house. Then around 10 close to 11 we cab-ed home. Nothing much happen. Not really that fun anymore.

Then on the 2nd day of raya I meet up wit Hanbali at WhiteSands to pass his shades. All I can say that he look very handsome just now. Was attracted(: Then he accompany me go buy earrings at WattsIn which have a moving out sale. I bought two pairs for like 8 bucks only. Awesome or what. Wanted to buy more but didnt have the money with me at that point of time. After that Hanbali and Dimas head to airport to study while I went back home to get dress for jalan raya. I need to change 3 times because all my baju kurung and kabaya is getting bigger. From yellow to blue and then decided to green. So yeah. We train-ed to Pioneer(again) and then eat eat. Talk talk. And then took my uncle car to somewhere. Went home around 11 and rach around 12 plus. AWESOME or what? NOT!

Like I said, I have absolutely no mood to raya. I dont know if it is because the situation at home is like shit or that my 2010 year is the worst year I ever faced. Or that I cannot be bothered with things anymore. Like seriously, my mum ask me why my attitude change and all. Then I simply said this to her,

"Seriously, I just cannot be bothered with things. Waste my time. Im just living my day as it is because I happen to wake up. That is why"

No mood for anything nowadays. I have been a toal zombie about things. I mean most of the things. Home, school. Stuff. Want to talk about love? Well, I still love you. I still look noone else but you. I never talk to any guys but you but you just dont get it dont you? Open you eyes big big.

At somebody FaceBook it say love is a waste of time. Then a few people agree to this statement by saying what for having gf/bf. No bf/gf also can be loved and fool around. Then agreeing? Well thanks. I think. Just want to say that my love for you is never a foolish game. It is what comes from the heart. I may change a tiny box but inside I still feel the same. I think of you always. Its all about you. But I dont know where I stand now. Life is hard. Yeah I know. It is shit. And then you die. Whatever.

Darling, I miss you everyday. I dream of you everytime these eyes of mine close. I think of you when I stare into blank spaces. I tallk about you all the time. I get pissed when you told me stories. But you can still say you are not the one anymore. Nonsense. I guess you dont know me.

Fuck it. I cannot be bothered with life anymore. Fuck life. And everything that is bad!