i guess Allah want to test me again. how i mend during the hard time. how i deal things.
this is going to be my busy week, with the assessment coming this thursday and my paper presentation this wednesday, i haven't managed to get myself into the right speed, mind and mood for such.
and at the same time, the family matters, knocking my door and i have to deal with.
i am the 2nd child, but i am always the eldest in the family, as being the eldest son. like mum always told me.
disguise in blessing, it has been quite an obligation.
i have to be the example, i have to be like everything. and i have to be perfect. from the eyes, not only my parents, but everybody around our family.
perfection drives me mad. i don't have the option to do mistakes, like my other siblings. it is tiring.