im taking 2 days leave. apparently, it doesnt look like a leave to
me when you have to worry about such and such. FML x 10000

was at mv to shop for some certain stuff, in the end,
get nothing but toilettes FML x 10000000

came home, thought i can peacefully pack my bag…
but a phone call messed up my emotions.. FML x 1000000000000000

tomorrow i’m going to our neighbor to catch a musical called ‘jang jang jang’…
just kidding

ok lah, i need to go and pack, LIKE NOW,
seriously! i’ve open up my bag since 2 hours ago..

but its empty still.. crapppppp!

dont know why, this time around, i can’t even drag my feet to pack…

oh no!! almost 12 now, i need to leave by 6!

promise, i’ll be back with a happy yummy face =))

ta!

why can’t I cry anymore? because i’m tired of it? or what?

they say:

“no man is worth your tears.”

“Happiness is only in your heart, so Love yourself and you will always have
Peace”

so, I just have to suck it up and go on.