If it is, Then it is.

To the dreamland.

Because today is kinda a bad day. Tomorrow should be better.
Let’s go to the dreamland. Where anything can happen. I miss you.

My childhood dreams… Or how i imagine thing gonna be when im growing up, - wearing a short skirt, nice blouse, high heels, carrying a briefcase, straight and smooth hair., work in big offices. Then i change it to be wearing a long skirt, and hijab still gonna work in big office.
How things turn out so far - no nice blouse, just plain coveral, no high heels just one size big safety shoes, Alhamdulillah still wearing hijab, no briefcase just bagpack, no big office, just a contenna size unit.. There are still long way to go… :)
Kuat kan semangat

It hurts.. My pride.
To be good at everything is almost everyone dream right.
That what i want so badly right now.

Somebody that i used to know.
Myself.
Do i finally become wiser and more mature as i grow old. A bit yes. This world is a scary place and yet the other world is gonna be much much more scarrier.
This is pointless. Why do i keep doing things that are pointless and keep regretting later about it.
I am at lost..
This is pointless.

Kuatkan semangat.

The one who didn’t give a chance to me is myself. The one that continously judging me is myself. I make a resolution and i fail.. Too soon to give up, too sudden to change. I need support, i need love or it is already been set that i have to find my my by myself. I don’t know anymore. I don’t know who to trust, who to like, who to hate and… Yes i really don’t know.

Sometimes

I just wish i could me more like you. But then, who gonna be me?