I dunno. I am not in a good mood. But I am angry. I think I am depressssssssssssssss. I swear a lot nowadays. Like… wtf? Sorry.
I am not having pms. I have no more assignment to be completed. I am going home in less than 3 weeks. I dunno whats freaking wrong with meeeeeeeeeeeeee. fck.
I’ld zone out in the midst of something and when my drifts back to real life, I’ld be damn pissed and hot tempered. Whats wrong with me?
Anyway, attended the flats’ farewell dinner. Was pretty tasty and fun but too short. fck lah. Sorry arh. Not really in the mood to describe the evening due to this stupid body ache I am suffering from.
I guess I’ll let the pictures do the talking.



And no. My boyfriend didnt see much difference in my fringe.
Ta.
…. I dont know what to wish for….

I got my air ticket today.
I hesitated before paying. But there wasnt anything I could do.
Paid for it and left. The journey back home was quiet. My ears and my eyes were not listening. My mind was quite blank. My heart was getting lighter by the moment. I just didnt want to go. I wish I could turn back time. How I wish…
I DONT WANT TO GO
I just did not feel like blogging for the past few days. If I did, the entry will only be filled with how badly I do not want to go Aussie. I hate it. Really. But I think I should stop hating it and try to accept it by now. Do not want to have home sick attacks because I know I will hide in the bed and cry my eyes out all the time if that happens
I will update this entry later. Dont feel like blogging right now *sobs*
*update*
I am so hungry. Suddenly craving some “yuu tan”(fishball) from this certain restaurant. It was so good
I am suffering from mysterious backache too. It is mysterious because I have no idea how I got it and it really painful when I position my shoulders certain ways. I cant pick things up from the floor with my left hand while sitting down, too. So cham!
I know this is a whiny entry. Probably will have more in the future but well, bear with me can arh?
Okay. Dont feel like blogging anymore for now. *bawls*
*update again*
I was sobbing to myself after reading about someone leaving the country and the family, friends and the boyfriend was sending her off. All the tears! I dont want to cry at the airport
Can or not?
I am begining to hate myself for choosing a major that isnt offered in M’sia. I have to remind myself constantly that its 4-5 months before I come back here. It may seems short, but its like decades. I really dont want to leave.
I hate this. Screw it.
Ops. Did I not update for 6 days already?
Well, not like I have anything to blog about. Mind has been kinda blur. I think its due to me dreading for time to pass to quickly. I give you one picture to look at, kay?

Thats me with my mind wandered off. *sigh*
But tomorrow will be a happifying day :DTa.
I havent been feeling depress or emotional for a long time. I think it was since I met The Guy. Not many people know how screwed up I was. In fact, nobody knows how bad it was. Or it is. I mean, I am really happy right now but I cant but wonder if this is really me. The Guy makes me happy. Hence I am happy. But when he is not around, am I still gonna be happy? Or am I gonna be like how I used to be?
I have been feeling rather depress for the past few days. With assignments due and finals around the corner, having to prepare for my departure set the bomb off. I really dont want to leave. I guess nobody knows how it feels like no matter how many times I say “I dont want to go”.
I really dont want to go.
Sometimes I think I am the cause of every problem. If I dont exist, all this problems would not exist too. I hate myself. I hate evrything.
I feel so ugly inside-out.
I dont understand why are you doing all this to me. I am not your only child. Why are you being so unfair to me?
All those materials you provide me is never going to fill up the hole you have been digging in my heart. Never.
You can live with your son for the rest of your life for you just lost your daughter.
I have had enough. I want out. One more push from you and I will be out of your life forever.
Goodbye, mum.