My 30 December was just nice. Spent time with family before going back to palam this Tuesday. And slept as usual without taking bathe. Then woke up at 1.00 am to take bathe. Freezing. Shivering. Yet refreshing. That is my definition of my 30 December, just nice..
Until this shitty news suddenly approached me like thunderstorms Too hyperbola. But, how cares. Frustrated. Disappointed. Annoyed. Betrayed. Hmphhhhhh!
But, why dont you tell me the truth? Afraid that I'm gonna be mad at you? Ahhh! Have you see me mad, like seriously extra mad at you? Do you remember each word that came out from your mouth? Yes. I do remember.