It's not about who you can live with, it's about who you can't live without. And you'll never know the thing that you really need until you lose it.

ohh no ,


One day , i had a fever . so , i took my sleep on the sofa . Then , when i wakeup i goes to the bathroom . onmyway , my mom said : kak , dah pandai bercintan cintun eh ? '
And i was like huhh ? --'  
me : ape bende ?
mama : sape tu ? mohammad ?
me : mohammad mane ni ?
mama : ade dlm laci tu 

when i open it , ohmaigod ! that is a piece of paper that i wrote about amey ! ahh , that's embrassed X( then i said to my mom :
' ohh , dah tk de pape laa ' . as fast as i can i enter to the toilet and i was like WTF


I took that paper and i turn it to many pieces and throw it into the dustbin . but , i'm still remember what i wrote about . hee , from that day . my mom was like not trust me . she treat me as like a little child . she grounded me , she always asked who just call me . erghh --' .

The End (':