later on, the bus came and its was the next day late evening where the sun has already pass..i was happy awhile, but only awhile...because soon i realise when i reach my house, no one was there to open the doors for me...no one.....so i waited for my mum to come to open it for me...

well i was waiting and waiting, but as time passes i soon to realise that my mum will never come so i waited for my dad but he too didnt show up...i was all alone outside again...cold, sad, and longing for a better day to come...sometimes i need some1 to totally understand me to feel me....

after all, i told myself "how can any1 understands me, not even my parents know me, not my friends, not even any1....many only know 1/4 of me, the most is only 3/4.....wat can i say, no 1 is perfect yet again...so i try to live every passing momment of my life with myself only, only me and my soul....