This semester I'm taking :

- Business Communication 2
- Language and Ideology
- Language and Power
- Language and Media
- Creative Writing
- Cultural Diversity and English

Just looking at the subject makes me want to puke. All tough subject. I don't want my pointer to go down. I hope I can do it. I know I can :)

. . .the opposite of love isn't hate, it is indifference.

I have been reading this fiction that I love so much. I’m practically addicted to it. The one I’m currently addicted is about the guy cheated on his girlfriend. Then he got the homewrecker bitch pregnant. How heartbreaking for the girlfriend. Later they broke up although not officially and dated someone else. The guy was sweet and caring. But then turned out to be a fake. He only got with her to get revenge with ex-gf and the guy who stole his ex-gf. The guy used to date the girl he is with now. Poor girl got her heart broken twice. All because of the same girl who is a bitch, homewrecker, slut, spiteful and just plain evil! What is so special about this girl anyway that got both men crazy about her? Maybe it’s because of her sluttiness and expert at seducing people.

The latest update on the story is about closure and forgiveness. Some are confused by the terms closure and forgiveness. Just because the parties of this situation seek closure, it does not mean that reconciliation will occur. Closure just provides the opportunity to clear the air, a learning experience, at best. Forgiveness also does not guarantee reconciliation. Sometimes it hurts too much to be with them again. You will always wonder if that person will cheat on you again or not. Or compare you to the other person.

The baby is the only innocent party in this situation. At best he has a mother that is a soulless home-wrecker.

Okay, I’m getting way ahead of this. Going to shut up now.

I can’t stop laughing at Mama. She was pissed off because Farhan didn’t want her. She was taking care of him while our maid do her chores but then he cried. No matter what my Mom did he wouldn’t stop crying. I tried to take over but she insisted on holding him. Later she gave up and passed it to me. Immediately he stopped crying. So you can imagine how my Mom felt. Hehehehe. Sorry Mama~ Jangang marah yer. It’s not my fault he preferred me. I took care of him most of the time when the maid was busy doing her work.