a dreamer's truth

as day passes days became weirder and weider.. things around me changed.. things are just not the way its supose to be..i just want my own life. my old friends.my old teachers.my old school. my old companys. thing have beenn really hard for me ad i have no one here with me. once i imagine myself that one day someone came to me and asked wat i want, the only answer that i can reply is a ticket back to singapore..i cant beleive how much i miss them and how long i have been living without them. they were always there for me.theyy were always my ears ad my speackers. they were always with me through the thick and thin. I felt so lost witout them and cant even trak tiime properly. I am so lucky taht i have them in my life i learn from them wat is the true meaning of life and how to push them aside and have fun. Now im scared that i will change and not be the old me.im scared that they will leave me lost in this complicatd world.im scared that no one will be in my side when im really needed. im scared that i will change into the chages that im not suppose to be. im scared that i will became wat im not suppose to be. this place is too much influences. thigs are just too diffeent too wierd too unacceptable. i dont want to change btu things were meant to be changed. but i dont want to.. this are teh moment where i need hasanah, sha and teh other to confort me and be with me..making me laugh and cheering me up.. since here now i have no one... when goign out its not like goin out when im in spore..

i need someone to teach me life..!! to teach me how to be a teenager..!! to know whats right and what wrong..!!

life is too complicated..

i had my shot yesterday and its still hurting .. and im reallly scared.. gosh i miss my sisters alot.. the fun we had.. i still kept the ribbon frm the clas when it was a rainy day me hasanah ain and afiqah was zikir barat-ing..and we had this robbon we ted in our head with out name,, it was so cute good emmories.i had trble with my friends with few friends.. theyre just __________. then it was the arabic festival it was quitet fun there.. then nuthing happen..then while otw.. me and shaheed were like sort of beating up each other. asha saw and few other boys.. it was embarassing when we get out frm the stairs.. a boy gave a clap while the rest of the boys gave me a stare.. i cant help it.. he started it.. ouh ya im obsess with self photgraphing. and im dead jeleous with yana!! she so good in phototaking.. her picz and love.. teach me.. gimme inspiration..

and i guess imm done here..only i wan to know what is going on betwwen the sisters..!! and NO SECRETS.. yana gan maya mcm ader sumtin jerk.. im watching you people..my eyes are on you..

and wat is going on seyy..