It's like, you have always thought that just thinking about the fact that you have lost something kills you, sampai rasa macam tak nak fikir langsung dah pasal tu, but then when you have finally embraced yourself to face the reality, something clicked in your head. "Hey, it wasn't so bad actually, I mean, I'm okay now. Kan? I'm not breaking down like pieces of broken china doll that can't be put back into one complete, whole china doll balik, kan?"
Dan maybe, maaaybbeee, you think you're in denial, you think that you're just giving yourself that self-motivation that you're perfectly fiineee, but really, the truth is, you ARE really fine?
Ookkaayyy, washing machine dah buat bunyi pelik. Oookaaayyyy, Physiology is on this Sunday tapi aku tak sedar sedar diri yang aku tak sampai 25% pun habis baca. Oookaaayy, kau memang menempah maut Qurratu. Oookkaayyyy dah bye.
P/s: Tolonglah faham yang lately ni homesick makin meningkat. Meningkatnya macam my appetite yang entah tiba tiba jadi macam selera gajah. Tsk. Dahlah bye.
