Love

While most of my friends stopped blogging, im all alone here. Haha. My 3rd sem is goin to end soon. Wow... im the earliest one who stepped into degree world. How would it be?
My dearest told me that...... nope he asked me whether can i marry him after my degree? Seriously i thought that i dont want to be married so soon. What would days be like to be a wife? Stick to him all day long just as i dreamt? I can only say that i miss him soooo much. I really do. Times when we quarreled really made me feel very bad. Like days are going to end soon. But at last i still know that he wont leave me no matter what.

Since i dont know who would be my blog reader, i guess i can just write what i feel? Haha. No need to hide like the past.. scaring people would know my secrets.. well, im opening this blog to public means that this is going to be seen by anyone? Haha. I know that my friends are still single.. and seriously i do not know what to tell them, or how to tell them the relationship problems that i faced. Im afraid if i speak out they will think that im showing off my happiness. Actually.... all i want is my happiness to be shared to you guys. I sincerely hope that everyone can find their true love, and my heart breaks when i know that they are hurt again because of love.

Lord.. I thank you so much for bringing him into my life. The one who love me so much.. and his willingness to sacrifice for me. I know, since i was 14, you heard my prayers, you saw my tears, and you know how much i hurt.

Seriously, life in UTAR is not as fun as i thought. The happiest time is when im staying with her, a friend who treated me wholeheartedly, a friend who love me as i am. I hate those times when my scars are rebuked by someone, without knowing she knows that is my scar or not. Im really unhappy when those time you stepped me under your feet like im just nothing, you ruined my confidence, taking everything as your pleasure. I know im imperfect, I know im not that pretty, but im confident for who am I. Being one of your friend, do i not worth for your care? All you know is using me like a tool, counting which benefits you..... Im really sick of it.


When i reached home, my expression eventually changed, and i told myself "My mask is finally taken off".
Tired of bringing a mask in front of everyone else. I just want to be myself.