gosh!am i ever damn bored?i am so pissed off...but the thing is i dont knoe why?ever had that feeling?well...who cares...im just lazing around doing nothing...gosh...i so hate my life...feel like wanting to swap it with sumones life..my life is so dull and boring..everything that i am and went through has been done by others..like lets say i am good at graffiti(which i am a little),others are far more better...wat i want i dont gat it...gosh i m depressed...i want to learn how to bake!i want to be a great chef one day..or maybe i want to be a great psychiatrist...but NO!i m going to be a housewife one day..who cleans the house,take care of children,cook for people,be faithful to her husband and things like that.wheres the fun in it man?i want to be wild..but not that wild..i wanna enjoy my life..i wannna be free!free from everything..i wanna explore unknown countries..things like that...but i see four walls stopping me!there is no door to get out,no window to jump out from and enjoy my life...all i see are these four walls and a lane..i see a lane..this lane has got buildings in it and busses and trees..and teachers and fellow students and classmates..everyday..i go to school,walk the same lane everymorning learn from the same teachers everyday,take the same bus service home everyday,enter the same four walls back home...wheres the fun in it man?gosh..am i the onli one with a bored life?a thiefs life is far more better then mine..he gets to steal things that he doesnt have,get to experience somethings..even if he goes to jail,the experience in jail is far better than at my house...uurrghh!!i m bored..if boredom is a knife that plunges u everytime ur bored,i am actually long dead..gosh..i sound so...i cant even think of a word to describe...haix...life is ever so boring for me...when it comes to my birthday,,it will be the same thing again.fast for the day,no bdae cake as it is a fasting day..get a packet of money..give most of it to mom to put it in bank...spend the rest on treating friends..maybe get some bdae prezzies and it goes on and on and on and on...like nelly's song over and over again...only my version is different...haix...go to school and meet the same friends...go to school and get stares from enemies...again,if stares are like gangfights...i'd be long dead as i would probably be stabbed to death...i think ill end here...i m sad...on the verge to kill myself maybe?i hate myself.......

Siti Nur Farhanah.
Seven-teen.
211092
I don't smile at strangers,especially female.
I burrow my soul in books for they are my place for escape.
Talk to me and maybe I'll listen,or maybe I'll zone out if you're boring me.



Farhanah Mohd Alik

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