nobody said life wud be easy

ouchhhhh

yesss another entry for today

(alsan terbaik ta mo bukak nota....)

cari mode smula

ok.. 1...2...3...

ermmm

“u have a choice.

live or die.

every breath is a choice.

every minute is a choice.

to be or not to be.”

yet. im stil cant explain myself, im afraid , sumtime im thought im not myself u c

heyy dnt think too muchh im not crazy ghost hunter lahh

i wonder if ive been changed in da last nite (transformed><<)

aipppp let me think, was i da same when i got up dis moning **mode suspen

i almost think i cn feel a little different, but if im not da same, da next solan must be

who in da world am i???

(heyyy sengett lahh)

perhaps i should be immersed in a bubble bath reading da story of Alice in Wonderland--

I suspect Alice and i have much in common

(berjiwa perasan jap),, heyyy that my blogg so whos care rite??

rite now feel overwhelmed...

physically, im at one stage as I scramble to complete my exchanges everyday

in desperation to go back to study desk.

however, three steps back, one can find my mentality.

ive been so caught up with hype about study and potential my IQ HAHA

that I haven't had a minute to check in with myself (mentally, that is).

Though most of my days are spent in a quiet, empty house, Im hardly alone.

EMPTY HEART WUD BE...

with da aidil adha preparation in hostel... ouuhhhh disaster my feeling

family, friends, my toblerone and the internet make certain i am in constant contact.

rummate, n frenz with da same line (stay in hostel) keep busy until no more suffer to go back are exist

there are deadlines, benchmarks and goals

that must be met in order for me to return to normal life.

this what recovery on speed must i feel like.

im exhausted, confused and troubled by the accelerated path i am on.

i need time alone to think.

really think..

n i think I'm shutting down

enough

arrghhhh

perhaps me myself

diba, tika, ain, ryna still ok

credit much gracias to kak etiMOn... OUHHH

daya ku cygg::: im sory my atomen not coming to save u la dear

n now ccccc

my atomen cokelat toblerone

its coming2....

**booommmm**

auuuu.. hit da door (ij 127)

so embarrassed

oouhhh my atomen fall homesick

back to japan meet his sakura gurl

leave me...

leave me...

sumone ask me

::no more cry my friend::

oowhhh touchinkk in deep of oceanographi...

haha..

better shut up

this kerepek shudnt be alive

go3...