i'm still a rebel.

if i could describe my feelings right now, it would be something like this.

very very close to that.

tgh geram gile ni. klaw aq mencarot, 400m/s-2 sure tak abis lagi.

i thought that i would be more grown up now.
more mature somehow.
i want to be able to get a hold on my emotions better.
but i guess things can't always go according to plan.
dammit.

why can't i be good and submissive like nadiah?
why do i have to be the rebel one?

after all these years i thought you would have known now that i like to be contrary.
tell me to be a doctor, i will say that i want to be an architect.
if you tell me to NOT do that, i will do EXACTLY that.
i think it's better if you don't try to keep me at one place because that will just cause me to run faster and further away.

so, my lecturer said you can't fight fire with fire.
i think, damn straight.

home sweet home.
what a load of bullocks.