That Same 'Ol Resolution? Again?

I better be strong this time around.

I set a huge-hope towards this particular ‘Ramadhan-resolution’; to shed down another 10kgs of my OVERweight tissues that I put up during the Prednisolone medication. I need to do it. So desperately. Do not talk about self-esteem, coz I don’t remember any. In fact, I am still suffering from the tremendous trauma and the odd-chill-feeling I had all throughout hospitalization period.

I feel like everything is so against me. My look. My guts. My hair. My scars. Those hideous stretch-marks! My stupid old-makcik-like fashion. I feel like screaming!

Someone..please be more supportive. Need that.

I hate seeing or listening to other people bragging ‘bout how nice their confinement days are. They are so damn cruel. The fact is that; I feel like swearing right in front of their face. Say I’m evil, do I seem to care?

Intann : Dear God, Please Forgive me..It’s just..It’s just so unfair..* sigh* Nobody seems to understand me..