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{Saturday, February 03, 2007 @ 8:38 AM}
when i was on my way to dance, dad called me and started to like scold me and shouting at me. seriously, i feel like breaking down at that moment in the bus. I told him that i was sorry. And he was telling me that my sorry doesnt mean a thing. then i just didnt say a word. he blabbers some sentence then i decided to turn in.
sorry that im a careless daughter. sorry if i cant be your perfect daughter. i tried hard enough. sorry.
yana was beside me though, i just didnt tell her but yeah, we went to dance. at least the dance let my mind off at ease.
then, dee came. preety babe. join us on the dance floor and start all those dance step. And saw rashid! miss that funny dude. i miss your 'hung up' dance lahh. haha.
after dance, yana, dee and me join shu hua, this girl i and yana call 'chicken little' (michelle) and nana. Ate long john silver and yana and i laughed like noody business. like always. and yeah, after eaten our lunch, all the girls went home. so yana and i like walk around the malls nearby like century square and tampines mall. nothing much uh.
went home. was seriously late to get ready to go out. like soso always. and shima was kind enough to delay the time abit. hee~. so meet her like 4.30pm arounf there. and yeah. we went to vivoo ct. even though i went there like nearly everyday for my job, it didt fails me to bores me cus the accompaniant is the one who makes my journey different and enjoying.
so we walk around. cam whore here and there. i was seriously trying not to remember a single thing at home. im forcing myself to free from everything. the more i think about it, the more i felt like a dagger stab in my heart.
went home. it was early. i didnt dare to went home late today cus i know dad will blabber more and more since he shouted at me this morning. when i was in the lift, i was already prepared to be scolded. and yeah, my dad was doing his racing bicycle infront of the house gate, my corridor. i say assalamualaikum and he reply and then he got say stuff to like tell me to do this and that. it was so predictable. then i kinda answered back which i never been doing for such a long time or should i say its very seldom for me to answer back cus im always trying to be patient. and he was like yadah yadah to me.
ok. i talk too much. bye.
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