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Hello ! I've been trying to write a story but the words just don't translate like I want it to. Haha writing short stories also this hard, how to write a novel. There's a novel writing competition the other day and I feel like joining but for the story that I wanted to write, I need to read more because it is not a tragic love story, but a crime novel. But by the look of it, I may not be joining because lazy haha, And also I cant use my own laptop now since it is broken :(

Every once in a while I'll be super addicted to facebook games. I cannot stop playing soda crush and candy crush now. And since I have both applications on my phone, I'll play it on my phone first, and then on facebook. So I'll get 20 lives when I start playing. Last night I played until after subuh so technically I played it till today. Slept at 7 and woke up at 8.40 to get ready to go to work. Lolol what is my life. But Tun M sleeps only for 3 hours per day so does that mean I am better than Tun M?

Deactivated my twitter because I am spending too much time on it (but then continue wasting time on facebook games haha) so now I dont know any recent news because I dont read newspaper or watch the news. Not even on Kpop stuff. But my time feels longer now because I literally have nothing to do and also because the delivery of the information is not as rapid and as random as twitter. The other good thing about this I will finally have a reason to call everybody and work on my anxiety because now even calling friends makes me a little bit anxious. That's what being alone can do to you okay. If you have a choice, dont be alone too much because it is not good for your communication skills and thinking skills. But I have no choice and no friend. Haha okay I am kidding. I have a choice.

Also suddenly there's a lot of people viewing my post on nussow's birthday. Which is weird because that post was probably written two years ago. But hello, thanks for visiting. I am a bit shy because that post was written by young Hawa, not the same Hawa now okay.

I'll stop here. I am only writing this because I need to talk but no one to talk to so I'll write it down lah okay. Byebye.



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