i'm SO sick of school. kinda sick of life but i have no idea why. =/
after that day, i'm left with few choices. to make my baby feel better, i made a promise. and i will make the effort to keep my promise. but this kinda traps me and i find myself nowhere to run. oh wells. it's sad. how the frequency of our happy moments, tickle fights, sweet and lovey-dovey times decrease. no more honey water, no more french toast, no more roller coaster rides from him. so restricted and controlled. and i find the frequency of my smiles decreased too.
=/

i wanna go for another dive trip again. another getaway from all these nonsense. i wanna go P. Redang and NEVER COME BACK AGAIN. that will be my kind of life. getting my daily dose of sunshine, feel the soft sand under my feet, taste the salty water in my mouth, swimming with the fishes, exploring the hidden part of nature - marine world.
i wanna leave here asap.

funny how, it seems like i'm beginning to hate my life now.