Be kind, rewind. ♥

I still remember when i was in primary school, i was in my green colour sport shirt with that ridiculous short pants, holding my badminton racket in one hand.

I also looked forward to Wednesdays because there's where I played badminton after school. It's a badminton club, and i remember my coach trained me and my another friend Mandy harder than other schoolmates. Let's say we have to do something 200 times instead of 100 just like the others.

I remember taking a break by standing beside the hall, where i can feel wind in your face and see the cars rush by the road. Lift your head a little bit higher and there it is - KLCC right in front of my face. There's a HUGE tree in front my school field. I'm surrounded by tree and greens even though I'm right in the middle of the city.

I feel superior, actually. :D

Spot a tiny bit of KLCC over there?

My old field. How i miss it. :(

Every now and then when we take a break, me and Mandy would sit down on the turquoise-printed wooden chair and start eating candies. I still remember those candies were called stone candy. It literally looks like stones, but yeah they are candies.

I went back last year, and i remember how i lean both my arms and lay down, looking at the buzzy city. I tried to do the same but i can't - i got too tall.

I miss the feeling of serenity. It seems that the feeling you have in primary school and in high school and completely different. In primary you actually don't felt that much - and i like it. As in high school, it's different.

Different as in, i never dreaded to come here, i never feel all happy and perky to be here anyways.

Oh what am i doing? I'm mumbling. ON THE INTERNET. Nice.

I seriously wonder why the previous senior 5 students looked so. Relaxed. D:

I mean, i'm here, right? Freaking my arse off even LONG BEFORE SPM. It's just my second term exams, and i already feel like i have mental breakdown or something.

That day i suddenly stopped studying. Walking to the fridge. Took out the peanut butter jar. Eat it raw.

After 1 minute - "wtf am i doing?!"

Besides that, there's the laughing WHILE crying. For real. I laughed AND cry at the same time. Plus one of my sistahs faced to same thing today when she called.

WE ARE GOING MAD.

We are going absolutely insane. These days i really don't feel like talking. When i say talking, i mean as in gossiping and chatting like crazy. To NORMAL MODE TALKING then yes of course, every human must communicate so we won't die young due to loneliness.

Other than that, nah i just. Imma pass. Now problems keep flowing in, all i can hear is my name being called ALL THE TIME and all i wanted to reply is " oh my GOD i need space, can you just shut the fck up? "*

*This doesn't apply to mah family & sistahs. :P

All i can say is

I am tired and i need a shoulder to lean on and i need your support.

Mongie. ♥