Too much crying make my face looks like a balloon, and my eyes as big as mangosteen this morning. While woke up, the first thing rushed to my mind is: Go to clinic, take an MC. Haha. But as usual, as a full-credibility staff I am used to be, I start to dress up and grab the car keys, ready to face the lab again.
Malas lagi nak kenang kisah semalam. It was too bad. Too bad. Too sad. Dia menyesal kerana ditakdirkan berjumpa dengan aku. Thats it. And we are no more meant to be. Thats it.