I didn’t know i can hold on to something for so long and so tight. Holding on to it is bad because I am not happy at all while holding on to it. It is sucking out the happiness out of me. And its not even real! It is all just a memory..

A big big memory. I just hope some one can erase that part of memory but it is hard because people are talking about it. How am i to forget and let go when it is constantly coming to my ears? My heart feels heavy. Some times so heavy. I just stare in the blank air trying to get through it.

I wonder when can i be free..

Malay girl: Bla bla bla bla.. c*bai bla bla
Dee: why malays like to say all those words?
char: because their malay crude words is is not as geng as our chinese crude words. Our one nicer ma. That is why they use ours.
Dee: is it?
char: ya. No other races talk about their mother except us. Niama this niama that. Very original.
dee: Really?
char: ya. so cool right?
dee: ya.