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Damaged

Hm
So here I go again.

It has been two days since I last call anyone. And then, the phone is damaged only-god-knows-somewhere. Thus, here I am feeling lonely. I dont want to talk to anybody else. I need my phone. I wanted to be on the line with people. Lol

One morning, I woke up and the sun shone on me. Somehow it reminds me of my room at home and Mom came in mind.

Today I wanted to hear from her so badly I cried bcs there is no way the phone is going to let be on the line with her.

I was thinking of calling Anhar, a friend of mine but I cannot. And tried to reach Amal. I dialled every friends from Kmns hoping for one call that can finally be picked up but there is none.

I went to search for blogs and I found one really interesting which remind me of my family.

Things arent that bad.

I went to treat myself with a new bag. New envi. New green cardigan. New friends. New menu for lunch.

I spent most of matriculation allowance already.

I should be happy for this though. And Im thinking of buying Keds instead of normal flats. Too many girls wore flats already - I wanted to be in something else.

P/S : "Good names for boys are Harith and Hamam," goes Mom to my little brother.

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