Well,life is dull these days. I mean it's a holiday and i have to come back to school to study/do art coursework. I know all of this is for my own good. No doubt about that. It's just too...draggy. Hahaha. Although it may seem sucky, friends never fail to cheer me up when i'm down and they always make me feel i'm needed. I am truly deeply sorry if i am no longer that talkative, chatty, understanding Usmah. It's true that every single human change. I changed a lot. I now feel so obnoxious and arrogant. So bitchy and i keep hating on people. What has gotten into me? I keep commenting on people. I keep despising people,unnecessarily. Well,someone taught me something before. "In order for people to understand you, you must understand them.". I am really trying to understand every human in my life, especially my 7 apples & close friends. I don't wish to lose any of my friends. I just can't, because i need them.

I feel too pampered at home. I feel sorry for my mother. She is so good at being a housemom. Too good that i feel that i can't learn how to be independent. I never do chores at home. I always ask my mum for a drink when i get thirsty,food when i get hungry and iron my clothes when i want to go out. It really should be the other way round. Why is my mum always pampering me? My mum said to me before she always caned my sister and brother when they were small. She used to be really fierce and strict. But why is it that she's opposite now?It was most probably because of the downturn of The Nasiman Family. When my sister got married early when her career was just about to bloom as an actress? When my brother was all stressed being a teen and keep throwing tantrums at home? Most probably it was because when we found out something that made a really huge impact on the family. I think my mum was really affected by the really bad news. Oh,i remember the days when my mum cried everyday and trying to work really hard for the family,ALONE. After all the praying,god helped us. Now, sister is at KL enjoying the luxury and pregnant (3rd child!), brother is manager in my father's company, father is working his ass off being a good self-employed boss (that he should,after all the suffering he made us experienced), and my mother is coped up at home,enjoying life being a housewife. I am happy with our status now.

Well,financially,i am not rich. Neither am i that poor. I live in the average life. I keep thinking that money is everything. Is it? Well,the rich will say it is not because they experience luxury while the poor will say it is because they don't and want to. The question is "When will i experience living in the good life?". I keep wondering. If my dad were to work in a normal 1-2k in a monthly basis,i would understand. But my dad earns average 2k per day and about 12k on weekends! My dad said the profit made is very low since we only sell in Singapore. He said it will BOOM when his business is made international. I am waiting for that day to happen,really.

Relationship? HAH.

Well,i watched Matahari's last episode at TV3. It's about this girl who has a lot of guys. In the end,she died as she was sentenced to death. She asked her old,rich husband one favour. To donate her eyes to her FIRST past lover who is blind due to a recent accident (its VERY complicated). I cried watching the ending when her first past lover said things which really touched my heart,so much. This story concludes to me that 1st love conquer all? Well,it is true based on a few examples of my friends. I know all of them still love their first love the most. I know you guys can't forget them,right? Aww.

Well,that's it. So much of a long post. Sorry friends,but im not going school tomorrow.That means im not watching Night At The Museum 2 with you guys. Gotta prepare for KL trip on Saturday! I will buy you guys that box of perfume and you guys pick one each okay?I really do miss spending time with you girls (DnT maniacs). I miss spending time with A LOT OF PEOPLE. Even some whom i did not even think i will. Hahaha. Hmm,weird.

Fyi,I DO NOT STUDY AT HOME LIKE ANY OTHER O LEVEL GRADUATES.

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