Syafiqah Emran
I'm a cookie which is born out of a dough, and was being sent into an oven. My mother made me a chocolate cookie so that people would like me.
I'm delicious, people liked me alot. But my destiny is very cruel. I found out that i'm born to be eaten. I'm helpless and afraid.
But when i knew that i will bring people's happiness, i'm not that scared already. So i decided to sacrifice myself to make people happy.
Cause i know i'm the best.
i need this world to stop, just for a while until i figure out how i’m gonna get my life back on track. Because I’m way far behind and everybody else is ahead of me, fret not. All I want to do now is stay at home and kick off these incredibly painful shoes, eat pizza and watch some really bad TV where people’s lives are more screwed up than mine, hehe, better not, cos that’s just gonna fright me off. Tomorrow is my official last day, I’m pretty sure I’m gonna miss those awesome people, especially my supervisor, who actually love to disturb me. Haha! We’ve been cracking jokes and bursting out laughter which only both of us would know. hahs!, the madness in us huh! (you know I know). 3 consecutive days of not attending work really bore me off. Every time the sunlight penetrates through my glass window of my room, I know its already morning, so I bathe out and quickly go out. When the moon appear, I’m already home. I look upon the stars and I like the stars. It’s the illusion of permanence, I think. I mean, they’re always flaring up and caving in and going out. Sigh, I should change the way I am now. It totally sucks things out and turns out to be disappointing. Ouh, craps, I hate it even. Now I feel so lazy to attend work, ok better not, I’ve got to enjoy last day of work, sheesh. So this post is meant to be posted on Saturday, 27 March, but I didn’t got the time to publish it up. Hehs!