Today Was Not My Day

Happy Maulud Rasul. Sejahtera ke atas nabi Muhammad S.A.W.

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Please at least, until Saturday, let me be strong.

"Ya Allah, please send me an angel, who could talk to me, and take away all the sorrow in my heart.."

    i'm crying.... hmm did i ever tell you imma crybaby? well now you know.

    i woke up in the morning, in my kulliyah's surau. this is because last night i have work to do and was too afraid to go back to mahallah. scared because of compound, not ghost or robber. well, a lil i guest.

    its maulud rasul, but i dont expect people to gather at my kulliyah, what's more at the main auditorium, which is at level 3. people always do functions at Gallery level 1, not level 3. havent bath yet, swollen eyes, i walked through them innocently. pretend like i dont care. i entered the lift and babbling about them making functions there. the door was open, surprisingly i forgot that people would use it.... and tadaaahh!! in front of me stood people who are making their way to go inside the elevator. me and my mouth.

     helplessly i walked to my mahallah. its around 8 am. my tummy is screaming. i went to the cafe to buy some food. roti boms, to be exact. total i had to pay: rm2.60. balance: rm7.40. i miscalculated, and embarassed myself to the pakcik there. stupid me. as im getting ready to meet my lecturer, i ate those roti. then i remember, i supposed to fast today. me and my tummy.

     not aware of the bad situations, i dont expect any worst today. i went to debate class, and oh, stupidity hit me! duck! i felt worthless! useless! stupid, moron and lousy. i cant feel my existence there! i felt goddamn stupid moron useless! duck and i thought i should really give up for this duckin debate thing! oh no~ :'(

i cant help it, i must cry. the problem about crying is

i cant stop cry, and i'm getting lazy in doing other works. and my works didnt seem to decrease, mind you. :'(((





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salam sejahtera ke atas nabi.