LISTEN TO ALL MY RANTS,MY COMPLAINTS, MY NEVER ENDING HEARTBREAKING NEWS.all i noe is i miss JULYANNA JAMIL effing alot.ps: i put ur name in blue! hehehe!and the rest too. ur not left behind okay.thanks dearest shysya (NUR SYAHIDAH BTE SHA'ADA)now, here's red for you.im missing you truckloads.
thanks for being there when i was at my lowest.
maybe i'm beginning to notice that i shouldn't always be too estactic.
i'm in the midst of dealing with lots of hardship & i thank god for being there to witness everything.
even when i'm blogging right now, my tears welled up upon my eyelids.
with a blink of an eye, it would just roll down these cheeks.
the prayers of hari raya is on the radio.
it adds on to the heartache that i am facing now.
this reminded me of late grand's death which fell on the 18th dec 2007.
i remembered it was days before hari raya haji.
i miss her though.
i gotta be strong.
she's gone serving god.
bless her.
i've been facing lots of obstacles and god's will, i will be able to face through all these with open arms.
problems with friends, family, money, exams, studies, bond.
i hate being hit with problems all at one go but life gotta be fair.
there are times that i should be happy and there are times that i should be at the lowest point of my life.
it ain't funny.
as mentioned always
"the bubbly girl isn't always cheerful".its hard to be pleasing everyone.
i'm dead sick right now.
im having a very bad sore throat and i can't even support my dearest darlings who are performing at Eunos CC right now.
i'm sorry you guys.
really sorry.
but i had my weekends with you guys and i had a great time with ya'll.
it's the 7th of December, the eve of hari raya aidiladha and i haven't taken any meals since the time i was awake.i've been stuffing myself with just strepsils.this sore throat is killing me, like hell.just suck, balls!school's timetable is getting more like shit!i've yet to start on my essay and another has come.my goooodddnesss!and im having my lab practical on this tuesday.can i just drop dead?pleasee..i'll end at 6pm9am-6pm.now, tell me how can i not be sick?fact : you're constantly accusing; asking questions you've already known.