What a life, haha. I dont know what I am gonna write. I feel so so relief because I think I can start over next week, but turn out, something that unpredictable happen.
The MCF coming, it is not event 1 month late !
I never expect that, and what is sad is dad is the one who open the door and now knowing that I am also owe motorcycle. Isnt it sad ? More I want to fix my problem, more the problem come itself. Its so horror, and I hate everything about it.
I clean up my candle, wishing that I can sell well in 3 day. I want to pay motorcycle in Friday, and really, if they coming everyday, it will be very horror and I am not gonna using MCF anymore.
Is this another test to blame God or to lie and asking money from dad ?
Oh no, I am not gonna do it anymore, because I am so done about it. I wish nothing but to sell well in the 3 day and from that money, I wish that I can wise enough.
What can I hope more ?
That every month will be PAM and I can get the space. I dont tknow what is gonna happen next, but I really wish that, this is the last time someone come visit me and make dad disappointed more and more.
I really want to exist everything, because I am so tired about it.
I really tired about it, and I just keep breathing and surviving the day.
Long live for my parent, and hope, really hope that one day, they will be proud of me.
