An Useless Boy

Assalamualaikum and a big hello from me :) Hari ni saya nak cerita pasal 'Useless Boy'. Why ? Just now I'm thinking thinking and suddenly I reminisce back the moments when my sister cry just because of this one crazy boy who look like a thug. He's skinny , dark and an useless boy. I don't know how my sister fall for that Indian Muslim Boy.

He's not that bad actually but there's always a problem and tears come to my sister's head and eyes whether I *sigh* hate her but I would always care about her. Her blood that flowing in her vein are the same goes with me. How would I don't care about her. But that boy are not the boy I'm easy get along with. Every time they're argued , he would say something really bad. You're cheap woman , Liar , A Cheater. How would you not mad ? Every time they argued I would like them just apart from each others but no they're not. I just don't want she to hurt again. But she would always forgive him. I remember the time when my mom asked him a help to fetch my other sister at Matrikulasi . So off we go , with his one friend . They were misunderstood that time so they're just silent keep their lips locked. When we arived just how the one who care to go to my sister and take her bag ? A heavy big bag ? Me ! I asked him to open the 'bonet' but he just unlocked it not even let his feet touch the ground. When we're arrived home, the same story repeat again. Then he just went home and didn't even said goodbye to my mother. Damn , such a rude boy ! I hate him !

Teenage's Life

A big hello :) I'm a nerd no random crazy thing done by me but only humiliating thing done. But that kind of humiliating moment that make smile , laugh and cover my face whenever I reminiscence back all that thing. Do my spelling good? No? Whatever. It's true what Mark Twain said about young people take this young age to make them smile in old age. Whether my past is kinda embarrasing but that moment maybe would make me smile in my old age. This next thing is about my mind that have gone mad everyday . A girl living in her own fantasy. Great right ? I said to you this thing. It's better living in my own fantasy but 100% 20% reality drive me insane . Pressure , tense and sadness make me feeling bad about life. But I always keep saying that there's always a reason behind all the thing that have happened . it's frightening me. So I make my own fantasy so I don't feel so much tense in my mind .