Where shall I begin here?

And what shall I begin with?

Basically, I screwed up with roomate, yes, again.

Nope, it should be she screwed up with me, for this time !

I have grown so big, and I never been accused before !!

An awful malignancy.

I wanted to give her two big slaps, and pull her hairs, then strangle her to death so much !!

I dunno why I didn't do that.

If I dunwan to dirty up my own hands,

at least I should hire a killer to murder her at night right ?

But for everything happens, it has its reason.

Maybe The Almighty know that I have been suffering for staying with her,

I really feel sicked of her attitudes long time ago.

From a brighter side of view,

at least, she is out of my room; away from my private life now.

Is it that hard for two persons to live together peacefully ?

I kind of develop a phobia now.

Changing 3 roomates within 7 months !!!!!

Walao. Am I that hard to get along with ??!!!!

But some people, worse than me.

They change 3 ROOMS within 7 months !!!

I first dislike here, then I hate here.

Too many suckish dramas have been non-stop showing here.

You know the first guy who made me cry is my brother, when we were very little.

The very first time, he made me so angry til I slammed the door right in fornt of his face.

Then, he delivered a small piece of not written there

This note made me cry.

And then the second time when I cried for him, yes, it was when he makes me angry again.

I nearly kicked him out of my car, ahem, my dad's car.

Now, this time, he made me cry again.

Not because of anger.

In my helpless time,

After I told him all the hell that happened here,

he texted 

Few days later, what I heard from my dad,

telling me that didi says :

When I have started to cry, to stop, I need some effort.

But my dad, is the only one can made me stop tearing within one minute.

The first sentence he said to me regarding this bloody hell incident is

And my dear mamie, haiz, whom I once again decided to love her.

One's life never perfect.

I have so many loved ones, but I meet even more scarier ones outside.

There are always pros and cons in every situation.

I only feel the love from home when I am away.

I know my dear readers are now very curious of what the hell being so bloody has happened here,

especially, my dear sweethearted besties.

Well, I will reveal someday.

But for now, this story are too long to kill my time.

Alright, to smile again or to cry even more badly, we will see in 3 months later.

To the last one,

my best buddy, Jack Syen,

who always say something I want to hear in my every critical moment.