Fear

today will be the last time at home, before i pack and return to kl. when i was eating breakfast with my dad this morning, on the way back, my tears just kept flowing at the thought of this, that i will be leaving my home soon.

there's this fear. fear of going back to vista, fear of going back uni, fear of going back to my routine. 3weeks being away from this was a good one, to keep myself from all the familiar things, familiar surroundings, familiar people. i know when i got back, memories will unfold, reminding me everything that once took place, and they are gone now. i am afraid that i will in the same state, same position again, as how i was 3 weeks ago. perhaps, everything will look the same, but how i feel will be very different now.

then again, i don't know if i am afraid that everything will be the same again, or i am afraid that everything will change.

this is going to be my last semester here in bukit jalil before i move to seremban for phase2, and it's going to be the last 6 months before most of my close friends are moving on to PMS for their phase2. i know i shouldn't be feeling this way now, i should be happy that i am going back, seeing all of them, and try my best to treasure the remaining the last 6 months together.

but i am scared. really scared. can i choose not to go back, mom? pls. i have lost the courage to say, i will try again tomorrow. the fear is conquering instead.



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somebody please show me the light.

i am just a piece of glass pretending to be plastic. i break, i crumble..just cause i am not as strong as i have pretended to be.

what happened to all the positiveness?