Awake.

Today, I finally realized what I want to do with my life.
How to make it more meaningful than it used to be.
The only way is that I have to work hard and hoping that luck would always stand beside me.
Heck yeah, I need all the luck I could get to achieve what I want in life.
I was unlucky before and I hope that it won't happen again.
Besides, things can change. Right? Right?

Today, I feel like I finally found a light in the dark, creepy tunnel that I've been living in for the past couple of years.
Knowing your goals makes it easier for you to focus your main reason for living this life.
I admit, I was confused before this. Though I thought it was normal to be confused before SPM, something hits me. Like a tremendous bus running over a tiny cat. Or like a tide of slap straight to my cheek. I don't want to be confused anymore.
I must know what I want. What I need.
And yeah, I can really say that I'm Awake now.

PHYSICS OH PHYSICS

AGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

SCREAMING MY LUNGS OUT.
HAMEK KAU.
KAME HAMEHAAAAAA.

TAKE MY FIREBALL PHYSICS!



PEHAL NGAN MINAH NI?
TAH AKU TGK DIA COOL JE TADI.
BABI BABI BABI.
UNSTABLE.


JANGAN BACA POST NI. SUMPAH SERENG.

This time baby I'll be bulletproof.

Fuck yeah.
My brother sings that song most of the times.
Its kind of irritating but that song means some thing(s).

Random crap of the month:
Let's go to Disneyland.

LOL.

I kept asking why

But nobody has the answer.
Why must it always be me?
Why am I the one to be blame?
I am so so so tired.
I've got other pressures too.
Do you want me to pop my head open and die?
Seriously, if you want to, say it to my face.
Whats the use of having you around not to help me?
I don't know whether to hate you or not.
I can't hate you. I can't hate people anymore.
And that's my weakness.
I do feel like giving up. Most of the time. Feels like I've got no strength left in me.
But faith helps me get through it. Not you.
People have problems. I know you do.
But don't you think I have my own problems too?
Why don't you try, for once, to have a heart.
People say revenge is sweet. I'm too lazy to set my plans.
Hopefully you'll realize me sooner or later.

P/s: You are killing me deep inside.