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Friday, July 23

mahu baca novel baru tapi takpa, tahan dulu. tahan dulu.

You're amazing. Enough said,

Remember Futurama?

Fine, you want me to confess? But first, some of my life puzzle is still missing.

Here, he said a bad thing to me which is a major slap on the face! And of course, I'm mad at him. I thought it was a good chance for me to forget about him. Remember, Futurama? But no, it was like he did nothing. Like he said nothing. Whatever. To think again, he is still a human being. I don't know if he is a friend of mine. But funny, my sister gave him a nickname. Ok, so I choose to forgive and forget and continue living. It went good until, yeah, things back to the time when it was half awkward and half not. But I still try my best to ignore him *grins* The truth is, I can accept him. Haha. Yeah, sappy. Until like I don't know, 5 peoples said something -I don't want to talk in details about this- and there it goes. Another crushed heart pounding inside my chest. It's time to forget about him, again -.-' Wish me luck for the thousandth time.

You're amazing. Enough said,

Keep on dreaming


#1 Macbeth :D

You're amazing. Enough said,

Hoohah!


Fine, baru nampak muka balik an. Someone is being lazy lately. Boo! Ho, sorry peeps, totally enjoying Tumblr. I mean, it feels more alive than here. First, trying to answer a very common question 'How's life?' It's good, it's okay, it's not fine. You don't get it don't you? Sorry, I think I'm going to lose my writing skill any moment. Anydeedoo, I've been crying and laughing and smiling and trying not to burst into more tears and cause 'mystery' flood. Seriously? More than a month and you cannot write anything good? Trust me, there's only one person who's writing this but, she's splitting into two.

A second question question 'How's your love life?' Let me tell you a thing, I don't have a love and so, I don't have a life. Liar. Ok, I have a life, but no I'm NOT in love. I don't do in love or at least NOT yet. Why am I keep capitalizing the word NOT? *slap* For a moment I lost my focus, while writing this. Watching this cute kid playing ukulele :D I should really stop writing right? Before I begin to tell stories like some granny. 'When I was your age . . .' Ish, tak nak kita. (In an attempt of using kita-awak)

It's time to say goodbye. Sorry if you've been waiting for weeks and all you get is this chappy post.


You're amazing. Enough said,