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Monica Weizen Justin is verbally not good in words. So here i am, writing down all my thoughts, my feelings that no one in this world would know. So whoever bother to read this, could understand me better. If there is no one bothers, it is ok. It is simply because i don't create this blog for you, but for myself. :)
If there is anywhere in my stories that you think has something adversely to do with you, i hereby apologize first. I just want to have my own page with my own stories without being censored. The pages are the products of my thoughts that have been derived from a rational reasoning in my own unique way.
I want to be just myself.

Friday, January 1, 2010

It Is The First Day of Another New year!

Yeay, it is new year again.

Actually, I am not that eager or excited for the countdown. I was sleeping when people were busy counting the seconds. Neither did I eager to watch the fire crackers.

I celebrate new year in a solitary.

So glad to know others celebrating the new year with their loved ones..

So nice to know my friends were partying to welcome the new year.

And ME?

I was so envy, that I was all alone in my room.

No one to celebrate with.

Tatayoung wasnt beside me.

My family is an ocean far.

Felt very down last night, and what happened after that i wont elaborate here.

Just enough to say that I hoped Tatayoung was with me.

Now? I am waiting for Aunt Zaima to pick me up. She wants to bring me jalan2.

Hope there is something out there that will cheer me up!

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