Ohh here I am again.To tell the world about my miserableness.
This one thing I'm so sure of,
is that I'm getting a disease called why-am-I-being-so-emotional-over-small-things.
It's contagious, people!
Be careful.
Anyways, that disease has confirmed me that I'm a grown up!
Bhahahah,
cus it's weird that I'm ALWAYS having this "emotion-disorder", the feeling of wanting to cry whenever I think of some craps I shudn't even think about.
This holiday, I bet, couldn't be more sarcastic.
But I'm finally over him, he's finally over me too.
We solved this thing without any conclusion, and that's the best way I guess.
I'm tired of crying over these superstitious-lovestruck thingy.
And some friends from asrama is back! (What am I talking about? They all went home for their holiday)
I'm meeting some of them soon.
* Mudzill, Iman :D
Oh yeahhh I know I miss this one friend a lot.
A friend who never acts like one, actually.
I'm the only one assuming him as a friend.
I wonder if he still remembers me?
Or, does he even know who Nurul Fatihah is?
