.tell me what to believe in.

.get out of straightjacket.
.golek sane golek sini.
i still cannot sleep....
and i haf class tmrw at 8.30 in the morning

fark man...

i loathe going to skool on wednesday and thursday
means that i haf to break fast in the train...
its very sad...
sometimes i would just drop by starbucks at cityhall...or take out and eat at the boulevard at esplanade...all alone
sometimes charity case, my friend would accompany me...
but i don't like to impose....so i'd break fast alone
i wonder how people work and be apart from their family during iftar..
sometimes mummy daddy do forget to text during break fast...
and when they do...it breaks my heart...but when they do call, it breaks my heart
not that you can fix what's broken anyway..

i'm a pussy

but, ramadhan this year is better than past yrs...


i try my best to be a good friend...but there is no yardstick to measure friendship
so i give up....


.so make up your own ending.
.and let me know just how you feel.


.go listen to what ever that rocks your boat.
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