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It is really quite relaxing when I stay at Kampar, forget all the unhappy things happen here.

But, this stay for temporary only, until I come back to PJ, everything appear in my mind again. Why I just couldn't escape from this?!

Yesterday night I couldn't sleep, and I realize it is 4.00a.m., but my mind is still thinking all the rubbish!

And I wake up, online for a while... I questioning myself, why I am so stubborn, poeple already living happily, why I am still thinking of the past.

I hate myself seriously.

This time is so different compared to last time, I cant concentrate in my studies...

I am so lost control to myself... But yet, I have to control myself for taking care others feeling? I can't write what ever I want to write here, the only place I could write down my true feeling...

I really hope to go to a far far place, away from here, which have so many memories...

Anywhere, but not here...