a broken heart
one of the saddest day of my life so far... together with some other day, like the funeral of my great grandmother, the broke up of me and my previous boyfriends.... this is almost the same rank. or worst... a higher rank.
i ran to the lift, thanking god with one lift at level one and save me from waiting, otherwise i could have ran away. entering the lift, i press the close button so many times hoping it will speed up the door closing, but all we know still the same slow speed. but thankfully it closed before anything could happened.
a "bang" shocked the hell out of me, thought that someone outside knocked on the door so hard but it was that the old non-renovated lift got stuck and jam that has caused the "bang" sound. i freaked out heart pounding so fast. i wasnt crying cuz i was too scared to cry and too tired of crying. i kept pressing the door open button this time round, trying to save myself out of the nasty situation, it was already nasty enough.
finally the lift door opened and i walked tip-toe so i didnt make any sound from my heels. climbed up the stairs, staying away from the railing as fast as possible. i reached home, ran into my room and started crying.... bitterly.
i am not writing a novel, this is true, a real life story.
as i am writing this blog entry i felt so tired, i felt so sorry for myself. i felt that i have wasted my youth and time. but thank god its finally over. i can start all over again. although it tears my heart to pieces but life still gotta go on.
my throat is hurting from the shouting, my eyes are swallon from crying. my heart is sore. i am so tired. i hope tomorrow is a better day for me... i mean later......... i am strong i will live on well.....
With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams,
It is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.
Parting is such sweet sorrow. 12:36 AM
