farah’s corner

no man is an island…

tu lah yg my teachers had been feeding us with back then in school…
sadfully to say i’m that pathetic island now…
i used to laugh a lot,
smile at everyone…
talk so much…
but then…

it seems that my relationship with surrounding is no longer smooth..
it’s like i’ve lost my communication skills, my PR skills gone…
rasa nak tegur org pun dah kekok,
apatah lagi nak enjoy jokes with others…
i felt like i’ve the most boring person in the whole wide world.

even sometimes i felt left behind…
when i cant afford to join the crowd anymore,
cant enjoy the fun.. feel out of place…
or was it really like this from the very beginning, aku je yg syok sendiri…
???

why…?
dulu aku yg buat people feel welcomed and confortable but now…/
aku pulak yg rasa janggal… why?
semuanya sebab bcic

sebab bcic aku dah  jadik kera sumbang,
sebab bcic aku dah jadik tak seprti org…
and pierre andre pun dah tinggalkan aku..
so now i’m all alone…
sedih aku…
sampai demam2 sampai berbijik2 under arms aku…
tension….!!!

but still i’m alone…
the lone ranger…

betapa tenangnya aku hari ni…

dari pagi sampai petang aku dok melangut tanpa ada sebarang apa2 yg perlu dibuat.
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AKU BOLEH GILA MACAM NI!@!!!!!

I’d really prefer time yg aku ada kerja bertimbun2 sampai tak menang tangan. how i miss that tonnes of work…

so lepaih ni jgn komplen dah keja banyak sebab aku rasa lebih gila bila lengang camni.

huhuhu…
i need to work, i want work, cant live without tonnes of work!!!!

rasanya betul lah cakap boss aku, en zakwan tu, that i’m workaholic huhu