spurtin’ out ma thots

am not able to feel anything rite now.

too many things, too little help.

dia needs time.

and it is until next semester.

should I consider it or not?

but I’m not the owner of time.

so, it is still undecided.

nasi ayam faruq                 2 weeks

air mangga uthman             2 weeks

kfc                                  …….duh~

why is it so hard to forget?

why is it so hard to let go?

why is it so easy to blame others

when it is me who is at fault?

to forgive is painless..

but to forget? that is a total different story..

Those stated below can now be considered as past tense for me.

Finally, I’m able to breathe the fresh air again.

=)

I remembered once,

someone shared this statement in his blog;

“Kadang-kadang, yang merokok curi-curi itu lebih menyeronokkan. Lebih adventure, dan buat kita lebih ketagih..”

No, am not telling you dat I’m smoking secretly.. duh~

But the phrase “curi-curi”.. that’s what I’ve been thinking lately.

Indeed, “curi-curi” to do something which can be considered as forbidden to others, yet seem satisfying to us.

Irony isn’t it?

Life is so unpredictable..               huh?

To be more precise,

it’s us who are undetectable

"my view; all is fair when it comes 2 luv n war. as long as he’s not suami orang (which surely he’s not), then go 4 it.. hehe.. cold tak?”

It aint juz cold, but ure way too cool dude.. huhu..

thanx 4ur support dear.. love u so much *hugs&kisses*

for jealousy dislikes the world to know it

and love is taught hypocrisy from youth

I saw them. And automatically, I felt like I’ve been slammed back into reality. No, am not jealous. Yet, I’m quite surprised that I don’t feel anything at all.

That’s it. I’m gonna end this. It’s not that I’m going to ask him to choose. I never had that choice in the first place. This game is not for me anymore. Not at this age, not at this time. I am just tired.  

I’m calling it off. I’m backing out.

-THE END-

Who says light travel faster than anything?

I think “rumours” do better..

It’s been quite some time since I had a nightmare before.

I woke up early in the morning, only to find myself weeping helplessly. I dreamt of her, and we were quarreling over the past times. I can see everything vividly. It’s like I was brought back to the past where all those unpleasant and bitter memories kept haunting over and over again. Damn~

I told Hanim bout the nightmare. She said that normally, the interpretation of the dream turns to be the opposite of what is being experienced. Which means, if I’m dreaming of bad things, it is actually good things that will happen to me. 

And just now, she called. Never know that she’s back in Malaysia for a few days. Glad that we’ve decided to meet up at Taman Tun.

What a relief.

Thanks Hanim.. =)