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W: This is insomnia talking. Its rambling, nonsense and weird.

Susah hatinya....!! *sigh*
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Smlm tak le tido sgt2, so I write this last night but didn't post it sbb mls nak pergi on kan internet. So here it goes,

Late night, I can't sleep. Tossing around with lots of thing creep into mind unconsciously. *sigh.ihatethis*. Baru lepas buat operasi cucicucibasuhbasuh. Yes, I know its late but I can't sleep, so what else should I do? Pergi cari kerja la kat dapur tu. *nasib baik tak buat operasi masakdanmakantghmalam*

Bila tak boleh tido mcm ni, mcm2 fkr and tiba2 teringat anime yg tgk siang td. And lepas combine yang mcm2 and yang lain2 tu mula fikir yg bkn2.
And here come all the nonsense thinking,
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Pernah tak wishing nak stop doing whatever that u've been doing for all this time for just a lil' while.? Wishing yg life ada butang pause yg you can tekan so that you can have some time to catch a breath and doing some other things ?
Bila keadaan mcm ni, I do wish that I've that button. Paused sekejap and pergi buat something else yang tak de kena mengena dgn apa yg I've been doing selama ni. Pergi someplace new and jauh dr bnda ni semua, and I don't know doing other stuff. Working or learning new things yang selama ni tak pernah peduli and ambil serious, bake or cook, gardening or write a book? *haha, ok, this become more and more nonsense.* and then, when I've breath enough and I've simpan all the 'oxygen' needed to continue that 'real life', I'll unpaused and start to live that real life again starting at where I've stopped.
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*hahaha.sigh* As if that can happen. I mean, being sick for more than 2 weeks, and now all the things are piling up and things are not the same as when I left sbb everyone that I left behind continue doing things they had to and I'm being left behind to catch things up. Well, telling the truth, its not the catching up that are bothering me but the responsibilities that awaits. And this is not just about studies or activities but a lot of other things.
Growing up comes with a lots of responsibility and life never be the same as when you're a child. A life when things that bother you the most are asking permission nak keluar main dgn kwn2, or telling mum when you broke a plate or mcm mana nak face kwn2 sbb malu bila gigi susu depan dah rongak. It simpler back then sbb paling2 pun, cuma kena marah bila pecahkan pinggan and gigi yang rongak tu akan tumbuh balik. *good ol' times. =) *

Susah hatinya...!

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