Sigh.Saturdays are just those typical days.Morning,religious class.Talked to some malay boys about school and stuff.Teacher didn't come,a relief teacher came.Learning Arabic is tough.Learnt some stuff.Suddenly felt a feeling I never thought I would feel...very weird.Went home.Weather was scorching hot.But it's okay,i like.Reached home.Mum went out.Dad went to work.So i was alone...for the whole day that is.Listened to some emo songs.Wanted to write down about what I feel onto a piece of paper like lyrics of a song or smth but lazy.searched abit about Liverpool on the internet. then i went to sleep for like one hour.after i woke up,i got this feeling. i hate it. i felt like i was in some other place,lifeless and alone,with no one to talk to.that continued till night time. tried to occupy myself with stuff so i won't think too much.watched incredible tales,watch that episode before alr.wasn't even scary.then read twilight book.only at the 3rd chapter.going to continue reading after this.i feel so lonely.i needed to talk to people on the phone.but i don't know where everyone went.they are busy with their own typical affairs outside i guess. i guess the feeling of having to fend for myself at home today pretty much sucked but it taught me how to be independent at the very least. wow i wasn't surprised that my help didn't do an impact. nvm,at least i did something. gonna lie on bed and read my book now,in a silent house in this silent night on this silent island called Singapore on a silent earth in a silent galaxy in a silent world. What Isabella Swan felt in the story was exactly like how I felt,except that our minds are different.how can i ever put an end to these feelings of mine? some day i wished i would become numb to all the feelings and others' actions,so that i won't have a reason to whine about.