Saturday, June 7, 2008
how i wish you would understand how i feel...
im tired, maybe very tired.
thinking about alot of things that have been going on around me.
pffft.
am i wrong to think what i am thinking right now?
this kinda suck!
is this what the seniors felt when we just join? i wonder...
maybe being too active in this place doesn't really help, because people do think differently.
im moving... might be moving.
not sure where.
now i just wan to make sure that my account have the right amount! but how...?
ibu...
can you let me go?
i wanna go far, somewhere very far and not come back even if there's school or work to go.
go to a place where noone knows my name, where i cant be found.
disappear??
alone.......
no more studies! no more job... no more boss?
it's just me, myself and i.
how i wish lah!!! it will never happen.
FAT? what is fat? is chubby counted as fat?
kk im talking nonsense. sorry...
being fat is very disturbing you know.
sometimes i feel that it is my problem tat i m fat. it is so none of your business!!!
dear ibu,
can i say something to you? why are always worried about me? is it because of my disability?
please don't. it is killing me. too much of you worrying about me is just making you tired. i don't want you to think about it anymore ok. this is just stupid. please don't think of the possibilities that can chage the fact about me. i don't really want to be a 'burden'. sometimes i know it is too much to handle. with everything on your mind, i sometimes wish its better you didn't know about it. how i wish i can tell you face to face...? hmm.
love,
your daughter.
im tired, maybe very tired.
thinking about alot of things that have been going on around me.
pffft.
am i wrong to think what i am thinking right now?
this kinda suck!
is this what the seniors felt when we just join? i wonder...
maybe being too active in this place doesn't really help, because people do think differently.
im moving... might be moving.
not sure where.
now i just wan to make sure that my account have the right amount! but how...?
ibu...
can you let me go?
i wanna go far, somewhere very far and not come back even if there's school or work to go.
go to a place where noone knows my name, where i cant be found.
disappear??
alone.......
no more studies! no more job... no more boss?
it's just me, myself and i.
how i wish lah!!! it will never happen.
FAT? what is fat? is chubby counted as fat?
kk im talking nonsense. sorry...
being fat is very disturbing you know.
sometimes i feel that it is my problem tat i m fat. it is so none of your business!!!
dear ibu,
can i say something to you? why are always worried about me? is it because of my disability?
please don't. it is killing me. too much of you worrying about me is just making you tired. i don't want you to think about it anymore ok. this is just stupid. please don't think of the possibilities that can chage the fact about me. i don't really want to be a 'burden'. sometimes i know it is too much to handle. with everything on your mind, i sometimes wish its better you didn't know about it. how i wish i can tell you face to face...? hmm.
love,
your daughter.
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what we could have been, 10:12 PM.
