My phone was out of battery so we went around and around looking for a plug. We found one at Whittard of Chelsea. A coffee place. Bali saja lah any drink supaya dapat stay sana. But hey, the drink expensive and it tasted like shit. Buduh banar.

Then ke Duty Free before masuk gate. Bali kan momster some chocolate and saja-saja taking pictures to kill the sadness, as well as the time. Then got on the plane, took 1 hour and a half, I think and safely landed at Hanoi, Vietnam =) Mom was excited at first and now, entah ah, she’s like how she used to be when me and Aishah are around her: marah-marah inda pedah-pedah.

Anyways, point of this blog. Yesterday I got pissed off. I don’t know if it’s a good reason to be pissed off or not but it’s about his obsession with soccer. I didn’t mind in the beginning, but now, it’s just.. annoying. I mean it’s okay to be obsessed about something, just don’t forget others around you. It’s like soccer first then me. I just need to get this out of me so here it goes. I remember once he was gonna come over and I waited dari awal pagi, I was excited he was coming over. But then ada someone message him bawa main bula, he canceled on me to go play soccer. It was hard for me to be with him at first because of my parents. It’s not like this is the only chance ia dapat main bula. Can’t believe he canceled on me. Do I mean nothing to you? But it wasn’t that big of a deal that time so I didn’t care, ada kusut-kusut lah dikit. Then there’s everytime kan booking padang, awal tah ya bangun tu. Cuba tah kan mengaga aku, jarang berabis kan awal-awal. Latest example, I was gonna travel on the 8th, and he came late. I mean, is that right? Am I suppose to feel okay when he’s late for me and never late for soccer? Maybe I’m wrong but this is really getting to me. And then when they were one player short, and they don’t have enough cash to pay for the futsal tournament happening today, di pajal jua mencari that one last person. Ah! I don’t know how to explain this. Anyways, semangat wah ia kan main atu. Now that the tournament’s today, they’re short 4 players? Luan dipajal, ane makin kurang tah pulang nah. What’s the point of paying so much when noone’s gonna come anyways? He woke up early for this. When it comes to me, it’s like I’m nothing to him, you know. I don’t know. I don’t know how to put this in words anymore. All the anger is just building up in me. This is the best I can do. I hoped that he’ll get it one day, I showed him that I was pissed. I just hoped that he’ll figure it out himself. But he didn’t. So I’ll just post this up. Maybe he’ll read it. Maybe he won’t. It doesn’t really matter anymore. I just can’t stand it. I’m sorry. I just needed to get this out of me. So so sorry.