2220 i need to write something.

miserable.
the exact word that can describe my situation now. i am running away from everything right now, and if i could, i want to run away from everyone and try to mend my life so that it can be 'lived' again.

i am tired of living this life doing things for everybody. i need a space for myself where i don't have to think of anyone else except me. i want to wake up every morning and feel happy, feel fresh with a strong heart to face the day. i hate when every day is the gloomiest day in my life. it sucks i tell you. it sucks!

my dream day :

3.00 am : wake up, feel fresh and start my day feel motivated of becoming a responsible, great doctor! study with my whole heart, not study with my whole heart is so busy thinking about something else, or about somebody else. urgh!!!

7.00 am : ready for school. eat my breakfast properly every morning. well you know in order to be energetic for the rest of your hectic day is to eat a proper food. and not to forget feeding my beloved children ( fifi and isabelle). ouh heaven.

8.00 am-5.00 pm : school!!! learn something new and exciting!!!

5.00 pm : blablablabla

i really want some piano lesson, or violin, or learn french, and arabic but i really stuck in this $$$ problem! i hate this! i hate this!

i hate becoming this messy girl. i want to be this confident, jolly, intelligent woman! i want to be this type of girl where everybody is comfortable to be with. i want to be myself back when i was in high school. i know i need to be her again.

but how?

rewind 2006.

4.00 am : wake up! feel fresh and ready for anything yay!

6.00 am : blablabla (you know the rest...)

10.00pm : sleep

she was a super active girl. straight A's  for SPM 2006 batch, one of the highest ranking prefect in the prefectorial board comittees, first five in her basketball team and brought her school's name at the national level, her school's representative for numerous activities, won several competition and and and ...

where is she now??? where is she???

she is gone. the only thing left is a body with a loser life. everything happen before was just a memory.

the great one.









(notes : i am not bragging or whatever you call it. it's something that happen in the past, and today, i am just a girl with a loser life.)

sofiyyah, help yourself. you don't have to be exactly like once, at least wake up and have some fresh air to breathe. enough.