Begin Again

I found out that I could actually go back to Malaysia at the end of December, but no I can't. I can't attend Christine's wedding. I can't go back to look at my dad side of the family. I can't go out with people I want to go out in KL. I miss Jenjen. I miss Dickshen. I miss Christine. I miss Esther. & I miss my Grandma. I hate that I can't go because I have things to settle. Not the smalll things but the bigger things. School doesn't bother me, it doesn't clashes at all. I can don't go to school. It's fine.

Afterall, it's never fine. Mom says 'NO!' because we have to move house. One reason is enough to reject a human being.


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