It's like knowing what to say but not knowing what to say. Everything's getting worse now. I mean the amount of pressure and the dread everyday. How long will this go on? Will somebody tell me? Anyone could ask, "Hey how are you? Is everything fine?" This question is always the hardest question i have to put up with. And the best part is you, bloggy, is the only thing i can relate to, the one whom i can answer that question well. My diary has become redundant too. If i write everything, i will feel so disturbed at the maximum level and it hurts. Life hurts big time ok?

Wth. I miss my life. I miss weekends, public holidays at home. One off day suck to the core. And public holidays and the eve of it is a must-go-work days. It's so sucky. And now i'm like not going to go to school for like what? Another year? I feel like i'm tied to a tree so tightly with a rope.

I'm not asking for anything. In fact, i do enjoy. It's just that now that people change for the worst, it's so hard. I feel insecure. The freedom of movement and entertainment and enjoyment also seems choked up.

I need time for myself and i need to talk. And can you all stop viewing my blog? I hate how the counter is going up up up. Haiz.



St James anyone?

Hamie