leaving is the hardest part of all.
i guess the time has arrived but heart is still glued to my bed.
sort of annnoying right?
packing is almost finish...maybe 90%.
but it's very hard to leave..veryyyy harddd!
i know i'll be going under lots of depression and stress in my studies..but i wish i've made a wise decision.
but still....
pilunya hati ini.
hoping that melman would be the right choice to ease my pain in studies.
i guess he'll be my mute bestfriend starting from now...
sedihnya nk tinggalkan rumah niiii..
with all the bittersweet memories...and all the top notch foods
it feels like my heart was stabbed over n over again but it still struggling to function.
how ironic.
and it hurts too, a lot.
and this little momo who looks a bit abnormal due to my lack of skills in sewing will be my partner in times of heartbroken and etc.
well especially in times of drooling...eheemm eheeemm.
rasa mcm nk nangis tpi takut mata jadi merah and mama tanya pasai apa.
Where we love is home,
Home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts.
~Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr., Homesick in Heaven
Home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts.
~Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr., Homesick in Heaven
just a girl named mimie yahaya. i'm not good at describing myself...trust me. i can be a very antisocial person but i can be loud too, when i'm with the person i love. will turn 19 soon..and i wish i can always be mommy's little angel, daddy's little girl. i love bieber n 1D. that's all...
