About my previous post. It's somewhat emotional and depressing, and it's exactly how I feel about my life. It's all hidden within me for a very long time so I decided that I should probably let it all out incase I die and nobody knows about my life. Life is pretty monotonous for me, I attend school everyday and then go home straight after school. I'm beginning to think that I'm becoming a working adult soon. I wake up every morning real early and drag myself to the MRT station then force myself to squeeze into the MRT with all those adults packed inside. But it's pretty interesting though, you'll get to see all kinds of people trapped inside that small cabin. And yet they all seemed pretty similar to me, all having similar goals; survive through the day at work. Sometimes I really envy them, they know what they want in life or maybe they had already achieved their targets. I'm still stuck in this freaking place, neither moving forward nor backwards; only moving forward occasionally when pushed by other people. Every time people will be so happy when they talked about going home, they got their caring family and warm home to go home to. Yet all I have is nothing, going home is just another torture for me. I don't have the warm laughter around the house, I don't have the concerned family members asking about my school life. I don't have a family. I would just stare blankly at the computer while waiting for her to online. Well, you can say that she's the sun that lights up my life. Without her, I'll probably be lying in some random ditch with my wrists slit. Maybe you all think that she ain't that great. But beauty is in the eye of the beholder, sometimes it's difficult to explain humans feelings. Sometimes it's really amazing the amount of sacrifices one is willing to make just to see a smile on the face of the person they love. I'm willing to sacrifice anything for her, but does she know? This is just a random post to show that my blog is still alive.

PS. I want to eat prata with you