Da line was down last thursday during IT class. So here i am again, sneaking in front of my lecturer doing things i shouldnt.

I've been thinking lately me for what im doing. Im doing things that other people love to do. Its kinda hard for me not to do so since im da only one that love differents kind of stuff which eventually programmed my mind that da things i like to do are wrong. Gosh, okay, now till a certain point i dont even know what im saying.

And i realise one HUGE thing that im missing all this while: I dont have a friend to talk my heart out here. I dont have a soulmate. I dont have a fren that i could say to myself that no matter what happen its okay cuz i stil hav her. No. All my close chinese frens have their own closer fren. Theres this boundary that somehow stil exist among us. As for my roommates, i do share almost everything with them, way more than the chinese. The only thing is that i hav to share it in malay. Maybe i should be grateful for that. Maybe thats one the blessing i get.

People always hope for more. And its time for me to change.

p/s: Im so desperate to keng sam si. :(



luv,
chyng
9/12 9:59