I think these limes are pretty. Don't you think so?

I'm tired of...

I'm tired of your excuses.
I'm tired of your attitude.
I'm tired of your lies.
I'm tired of your broken promises.
I'm tired of your games.
I'm tired of waiting.
I'm tired of crying.
I'm tired of pretending that I don't care for you.
I'm tired of being nice.
I'm tired of being hurt.
I'm tired of telling you what's right and what's wrong.
I'm tired of being jealous.
I'm tired of worrying.
I'm tired of being mad.
I'm tired of being sad.
I'm tired of being frustrated.
I'm tired of being depressed.
I'm tired of being ignored.
I'm tired of being misunderstood.
I'm tired of losing someone I love.
I'm tired of being betrayed.
I'm tired of you talking behind my back.
I'm tired of proving me wrong every time.
I'm tired of you acting like you like me.
I'm tired of holding on for nothing.
I'm tired of getting my hopes up and being disappointed again.
I'm tired of being afraid.
I'm tired of being sorry.
I'm tired of trying.
I'm tired of feeling this way.
I'm tired of being tired.
I'm tired of you.

Trust is the most important key to a relationship.

My English Teacher

It's been a while since I've blogged..soooo yeah.

The reason I blog today is because of my English teacher, Puan Zuriati. I'm so grateful I get the chance to meet her this morning. I thought yesterday was her last day in school because last Wednesday she came to my class (I was not there, I went home because I was sick) and said that she's not going to be around when school reopen. She has been transferred to Kota Bharu because her husband works there.

When I was on my way to the office with Maz and Dila, I saw Puan Zuriati was in the hall preparing something for the Drama club. I stopped. I was so sad to get in the hall because I knew she's going to leave us sooner or later and I just couldn't accept the fact.

BUT I HAVE TO. So I braved myself and met her. Once she saw me, she hugged me tightly and asked 'where have you been that day?'. Then we talked for a couple of minutes...I was so sad I couldn't hold my tears any longer so I cried. She wiped my tears away and hugged me again for the last time and said 'I'm going to miss you' followed by a kiss :'(

I've never cried over a teacher before. She's the first one.

She's the best teacher in the whole wide world I tell you. THE BEST TEACHER. I love you so much Puan Zuriati..I really do. And...thank you for everything. You have taught us a lot...

I'm going to miss you :') <3<3<3