or a holiday- where i can go kite-flying, bubble-blowing, sand-castle building, reading, drawing, painting, riding, swimming (ok not swimming), shopping, eating, eating, sleeping, sleeping, sleeping (repeated thrice for a reason), and urm just whiling away la.
what's life for? what's my reason for existence? not to ace my exams, do well in my career n build up my wealth. no no no. just to be happy and try to secure that ticket to everlasting happiness too- if possible.
sigh. Allah, save my soul.
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