This is the 2nd week,
my brother went to Australia...
I don't know why,
I've cried on that day in airport.
and the next day,
i've oso cried when i reach home and see everything the same,
but silence....
I hate cry
Cry make me think a lot of other things which will make me sad
Cry make me feel like I'm the worst in this world
Lot of reason,
I just hate it.
But i've do so.
After that day,
my dad was so caring me,
i've chng my look to him...
Last Friday,
my dad had gone Australia too.
Now, whole family left me alone.
No ideas,
I musn't feel sad for it since its all for my brother's edu,
He can go to MU i must feel proud of it.
3more days my parents will return from Aus,
but im nt really excite abt it...
My parents come back,
which means no one care my borhter and sister?
Sigh*
Now...
i can't giv up my edu, including MALAY!!
Since my brother can get so pro d result and go to MU,
My sister can go to ANU,
LEFT ME.?!
So..
i will do my best,
i will get at least a degree
and study doctor,
It's all my future which i plan...
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