this is depressing.
recently
ibu told me about my little cousin who just got her first "sign".
if you understand what i meant, then that's a good thing.
well, not that i care so much about it.
i have no idea why
ibu told me that when it is going to hurt me
alot.
when she said that news to me, i felt like crying.
but i controlled.
it was painful. even though, it is not affecting me right now.
it's just is...
haven't been going to any checkups lately. why?
because i know what the results will be and it will be a waste of money if i kept going.
useless you see...
and
ibu... i have no idea why she can't just give up already.
i mean sometimes when the two of us are left alone, we talked about it.
i asked her what will happen in the future if this continues...
she keeps giving me the positive answer. keeps giving hope.
sometimes it is really not fair. like why me?
blah blah blah...
ergh!
i have
a lot of things going on in my head anyways.
and this whole thing should be kept at the back of my head.
Labels: if only people just stop talking about it in front of me...
what we could have been, 12:40 AM.