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moving on,...
sunday, bloody sunday


it's been a sad week.

we had pesta sukan today. played with debre's team, which consists of the ip1s and j3s. won 2, lost 2 and drawed 1, i think. but it was all good fun. dinner with the team after that.

so someone really really important to me took off yesterday morning. i don't know whether to feel sad or happy for her, but it's like we've already treated her as family. after 11 years, we're probably never going to see her again. which is kind of sad. even though you're like going home to get married, i don't feel happy cause it's like you're just leaving like that. you're probably going to have your own family really soon and might even forget about us. i miss you, i really do. scold me, pinch me, yell at me, i don't care. i just want you back. it's only been 2 days since you've gone, but things aren't going very well here. honestly, i never thought goodbye would be so soon and fast. it's like, you checked in all your things and waved goodbye and the end. with you gone, i cut my own fingernails today. i even put my own bowl into the basin when i'm done and made my own drink. it's like i'm doing things that i don't usually do when you're around. maybe you leaving is a good thing after that. i'm just glad you found a husband who loves you and cares for you.

like what someone says, the more you reject it, the harder it'll come down on you. just accept it. i guess he's right, for once.

and to that stranger on the bus who offered me tissue, thank you.

it's going to be a short week of school. yes, i will survive it.


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