Assalamualaikum
^__________^
What can I say about
LIFE? Nowadays , things didn’t really working out for me. I got stressed a lot.
There goes my pre-wrinkles on my face huh?
I can’t find myself
laughing these days. I mean , dude, when you’re watching Maharaja Lawak Mega ,
for sure you will laughing till your stomach explode wouldn’t you ?
-.-
Naaah , that’s
just my POKERFACE when watching the
show.
Just because my
sisters are laughing their heart out , so .
HUH.
Perhaps I’m just
worrying too much?
Eating too much?
Sleeping too much?
Done sins too much?
Seriously , I can’t
find the innocent (buerk) or pure (urrghhh) looks on my face anymore.
Pimples , of course !
My eyebag is going
worse . My weight is gaining (i’m eating Oreo mcFlurry right at this moment
-.-)
I’m feeling like
wanna nag everybody. Poor my lil sis Alia for she became the enemy. I had the feeling that she hates me and I’m
her most evil sister. L
Haha. Last night I dreamt of her being killed in an accident so I cried in my
dream and unconciously hugged her. J
Next morning she went : Diah , semalam awak mimpi kot , nangis pastu peluk
saya.
The truth is :
I already awake from
the dream . And yeahh I cried . But hey I love her and the thought of losing
her is unbearable so I hugged her CONCIOUSLY. J
Alia , if you read
this. Diah is very sorry for being mean and a witch to you this couple weeks. Or
months. Ehehe. :P
I would like to cry.
D;
RIGHT NOW.
Dear , you’ve been so
busy that I just felt a lost.
“ if you just realise
what I just realise , we would be stuck to each other and we’ll never find
another , if you just realise “ – Realise by Colbie Callat
Or maybe I’ve been
hearing too much from others that I’ve didn’t able to spare my stories.
Duhhh , I know , I
got friends , and yes , will look for them after this ,
Sure I don’t like
people to rise their voice on me. Even if Mama ask me to do laundry or
housechores I will be like .. urrgghhhh. Coz I like to make a move by my own. And
hey , I am RAJIN okey. No need to ask , but sometimes I am a bit of lazycow
myself. But I can’t take it forever that some people always treat us badly.
Like can’t u say it properly ? Don’t you know it’s annoying ?
The problem with me
is , even after I scold the person back , I’m the one who will be crying.
Pathetic.
Okay , this is
turning to a diary , I know. But I cant stop my fingers. So much in my heart
that I can’t tell people face to face nor tell to somebody close. ;<
Oh hey , for 2013
since I’m 20 yawwww I decided not to have diaries anymore. Sad stories end when
it happened, not going to continue in a
permanent writing in a piece of paper.
The end.
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