Liar

I'm back in Shah Alam. But who cares? Among all of the people in the city, would anyone even bother to look at me amidst the crowd? Say that I put it into a smaller scale, let's say of all the UiTM students now. I'm just an Asasi student, I'm no big shot of some sort, MPP or whatever. What about the people that I'm living with, people of Kolej Meranti where I currently reside? Heck, nobody would even look at my face, much more give salam among ourselves. And people that I do know, Asasi Teslians and my former schoolmates around here? Sometimes I really wonder whether they are feeling the same as I did for them

Yes, I'm a pessimistic person indeed, if that's what you are thinking

Home was not as its used to be. Perhaps for the fact that I'm at least a bit grown up now and can think for my own self, I can no longer regard my home as a nest to be a safe place. Now that I know of all the evils and demons that have been lingering my past, home can never be the place where I can sleep soundly as I'm used to. Kinda make me glad I can run off to somewhere, namely Shah Alam

But Shah Alam is no heaven too, afterall. People don't care about you, its the thing that you have to do for yourself. You can't depend on others, you will only open your back to be stabbed. And people LIE, people LIE, LIE, LIE, they LIE to you when they hate you and want you to go far away from them. They LIE so that you will get hurt and will forget about them, they don't care about how lonely you will be, they just hated you so much they don't care

Yes, I'm a pessimistic person indeed, if that's what you are thinking

So yeah, perhaps I'm as pessimistic, gloomy and depressed as Eeyore of Winnie the Pooh, eventhough I often potrays myself as the cheerful, outgoing and confident Tigger, especially in front of another Eeyore-like person. I don't know who I am anymore, why I even change myself for the sake of others who won't spend a minute thinking about me, I'm just so confused. Perhaps I'm a bit of both, a blend of Eeyore and Tigger, as farfetched as the idea is

I just wish you hadn't lied to me. Even if I do hate the rain, I'm a believer of rainbow after rain and the calming smell of its aftermath. How I wish it was all a mistake, and that somebody will tell me that it was pointless to write this all down here...

Aku hairan lah, setiap kali aku naik bas, ada ja masalah menimpa, tapi tiap kali itulah aku selalu duduk dengan orang2 yang baik2 belaka, hmmm...