sometimes, we get sad about things and we don't like to tell other people that we are sad about them. we like to keep it a secret. or sometimes, we are sad but we really don't know why we are sad, so we say we aren't sad but we really are.
that is exactly what I feel now. I don't know why. I don't know why I'm sad. I feel jealous with my friends whom will be going to LD (Lahad Datu) tomorrow. I wish I can join them but I can't. I need to baby-sitting my Nephew. I hate it. Why it's always happening to me.
Everything is just so disappointing. I feel like I want to scream as loud as I can. Just once..
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