Cocoon

"I've been so wrapped up in my warm cocoon",

For those who find this phrase familiar, I love you! For those who don't, try to get near to "Jacklyn" back in her Secondary-school days. Sadly to say, it was an history and you can't turn back the time anymore...

***kuakuakua***

I'm back to JB already, yeah, I'm back to the place where I don't exist. I don't exist here. You don't know the reason and I ain't gonna tell anybody. I'll just continue staying in my cocoon until the time ripes and I will go back there, somewhere where no one even bother about my existence, somewhere where everybody's struggling to get 4-flat, somewhere where I tend to act ignorant of many things.

Friends, what's the real thing behing the word "friend" ? Sometimes, I really don't even know who's my real friends and who ain't. It's a sensitive issue and yet am ignorant of it. I'm crazy, I'm childish, I don't know the reason of me posting this up. This topic just came thru my mind out of nowhere.

Forget it. By the way, Thanks, Rachel, for making me feel that I do exist. A biggie huggie to you!

Okay, I know this kind of post, nobody will like it. However, pardon me for saying "who cares???" ! This is where people vent out their frustration indirectly and this is where people share their joys with the world which/who hardly knows them, for, they may remain anonymous...

Getting back here, I felt like I wanna go back to my hostel although I was actually anticipating for this return. I did pack my luggage 4 days before my trip. And why, why do I feel the urge to go back to that hostel of mine now? Ding Dong Bell... It's insane, I must be out of my mind...

A day before my dad's birthday, I was supposed to go back to UPM but somehow, there's another thing which I wished to do. However, it will be a wilful wish. Okay, I ain't pinning any high hope on that. For, Chocolate Heart doesn't tastes as nice as Sweet Heart...