These past two years, i suppose i changed, i
realize people were’nt the same and i just stop talking to them and they did
the same.they talk to me,I talk to them only when there is a need.its very
heart broken indeed but I’m just getting used to it that much that I don’t even
have any feeling towards them anymore.i just stop talking to them and stop
being talkative just because I’m sick of them.i’m sick of how they actually
being so ignorant or am I the one who is too sensitive?u cook and u left the
pot there unwashed for like days,weeks and even months.u left the plate,bowl
unwashed in the sink,on the table,with the left over food remained on the
table.u just did ur own stuff and never bother to sweep the house not even
once.okay u did it.but I can barely counts how many times u swept the floor.u
rarely wash the toilet.i remembered once only u washed the toilet.the rest is
done by mine.i put my effort on washing the verandah and u simply litter it
like nothing is wrong.it is okay at first.i don’t mind.but as the time passes
by I lost my patience.How can I simply did all the cleaning while u guys just
watched from a distance and become nothing more than just an observer.Is it
that hard to even lend me a hand?we are living in the same house after all..
I’m sick of this and I’m really sick of it.I
just let them be.Fine,let the floor left unswept.Let the bowls,and the pot be
there until all the fungi grows on them.But that’s not the reality.I always cook
and when they left the pot unwashed there I have no other choice but to wash it
cause I’m gonna use it!in the end it is still me who did the cleaning.I left
the floor unswept but when it comes to a point I can barely stand still and
watched the dirty floor I eventually did the cleaning and mopping.In the end
it’s me.I’m just sick of it.What shall I do people out there?tell me something
that will soothe me.I don’t want to be a bad person who talk about their
friends behind but I guess I just did so.am I
a bad person?i just lost my patience and I just don’t know how to cope
with this.I am at my limit.Thats it.
And now
i only talk to the people i see everyday, cause i would’nt want to look so
lonely but i am.
Everyday i go to classes, in the mornings i sit by myself listening to music, i go to my class and if i feel like talking, i talk to my friend that sits beside me and that’s it.After all we are not even that close.
i dont have a friend which i can talk to about anything anymore.I’m not miss bubbly either, its hard to keep a convo with people because i find them so boring :(.But if that people is very close to me I would be very talkative indeed.How can i make friends? i think its too late now, everyone in class are comfortable with their friends/groups i dont think i could fit in.i know they’re not interested in what I’m saying why should i care about what their talking about.i just feel like everyones fake, i can tell by the way they talk, act.But that’s of course not a good thinking.I should have think good about others although the fact may run opposite.I miss my old school and my old uni where there is friends and they really are what u called as friends indeed.I miss the old time pretty much.I guess I’ve met the wrong person in this phase of life.To be a loner is indeed hurtful but I got no choice.I don’t want to keep hurting myself again n again~~~ Ya Allah beri aku kekuatan untuk menghadapi semua ini…..
Everyday i go to classes, in the mornings i sit by myself listening to music, i go to my class and if i feel like talking, i talk to my friend that sits beside me and that’s it.After all we are not even that close.
i dont have a friend which i can talk to about anything anymore.I’m not miss bubbly either, its hard to keep a convo with people because i find them so boring :(.But if that people is very close to me I would be very talkative indeed.How can i make friends? i think its too late now, everyone in class are comfortable with their friends/groups i dont think i could fit in.i know they’re not interested in what I’m saying why should i care about what their talking about.i just feel like everyones fake, i can tell by the way they talk, act.But that’s of course not a good thinking.I should have think good about others although the fact may run opposite.I miss my old school and my old uni where there is friends and they really are what u called as friends indeed.I miss the old time pretty much.I guess I’ve met the wrong person in this phase of life.To be a loner is indeed hurtful but I got no choice.I don’t want to keep hurting myself again n again~~~
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