I just miss the way you are.

The past three days I had been hanging out with my mother, aunties, cousins and best friend. Nurul's mom cooked Tahu Goreng and brought over to my house. It was so yummy that I ate quite alot. Nurul stayed 0ver at my house with the 'gondol-ans' Note:*Ifa, Abdil and Aman. Yesterday I sent Nurul to the MRT station because she's not sure where's the Simei mrt, and I decided to go AMK Hub with best friend. We walked around and bought the Durian Pancakes! That is so yummy! =D Really nice. *droolz*

Ok then I went to Expo in the afternoon with my aunt and mother. UNGU concert was directly behind where I am sitting man. I couldn't see them cause there's a barrier, and you can only get in there IF you buy the ticket. I tried to get into the backstage room, but the arrogant event manager said "No, you can't" Like wth. I just want to take a look at PASHA, my boyfriend. That's all. Bloody balls. So we stayed in that Hall 6 and walked around, bought food and other stuffs.

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Life carry on for me and my family. Sometimes I wished that dad would comeback, but I know it won't. So all we need to do is to tell ourselves that we can go through this, and pray that one day, we will be able to re-unite together again. Insya Allah. Who doesn't want a perfect family in their life? Everyone wants it. But this is a written fate given from God to my family. It's also a test for me and family to see how strong we can go through this sadness.

Sometimes I got agitated with the people around me, those people that don't understand what we are going through. They told us not to go out frequently and etc. You ought to understand that if we were to stay in the house for 4Months and keep on sobbing about the dead's death, you won't go anywhere. It's like as if you are dying too. We need to look forward, be optimistic. I seriously think it's fine to cry so that we would be able to feel better.

If people think that we don't remember my dad at all, that's a lie. You don't know how my heart feels, how much sorrow my mom feels, do you?