Asalamualaikum.
Well Alhamdulillah both of them are now in a good condition. They're getting better than before. Actually they just need to drink more water to prevent them selves from being affected by those diseases. Poor Mom and him, I love both of Them I can't lose both of them in my life.
And after one by one problem I've settled it out. Mid term paper last night, done. No worry about them, done. For today, here comes another problem. What a troutble maker people around me even far away from me also brings trouble on me. Actually it's my fault, Arifah please accept and admit that you're a stubborn head person. My heart is hard as hard as stone, even you beat it using hammer it won't break, that's my brother said to me. Yes, I'm so stubborn unless someone's threatening me to kill me or something that can affect my life. Arifah is carzy, crazy is Arifah. Tired of being me, when can I change my self from bad to a good girl. Oh daddy how I wish you're still with us. I don't know to whom can I talk to, He's in a condition to get better, mom also not feeling well but getting better.
Poor me, poor my self for being such a kid who doesn't know how to handle her own problems. I'm a big girl why can't I think like a big lady. I should get rid of using big, so I'm like a girl but I want to be a lady so many people will respect me because I'm an adult. I'm tired of being a girl that no one trusts. I want to sleep and don't want to wake up anymore. I hate my self, I can't talk to any one except you my blog. No one's reading this because no one knows about this blog. Hahaha, so chillex my dear. You're alone now lonely lonely little girl, is there any one wants to be with me raise up your butt! NOOOOOO ONE CARE ABOUT YOU MY DEAR WEIRDO GIRL!
I want to sleep, for a loooooooooooooooong time. Wake me up when July is end. I'm still thinking like a kid. Why can't I think like a woman? Am I too slow to understand this world. I want to be like him. He more matured than me, for me all I know is cry cry cry and cry. Problem won't settle by crying my dear. Find the solution and trying to figure it out to settle it all carefully and nicely.
It's like I don't want to talk to any one any more. I hate everyone. Look I'm still acting I mean having that childish thinking. I think like a baby, cry like a baby, sleep like a baby. Am I a baby? What a swine my dear. Swine swine swine. Screw everyone, screw you, and screw me. I'm tired of everything, everything that comes in my mind and in front of me like people passing in front of so I'll hate them like they used to make problems with me, damn my lady, enough all this nonsense!
Walaikumusalam.
