Filed under: inner thoughts
If all along, this was a mistake, then holly macaroni, I must be really good at making silly mistakes. Cause really, no mistakes can be any more sweeter than this.
Anyone who can touch you
can hurt you or heal you.
Anyone who can reach you
can love you or leave you.
This hurts. This hurts really bad
=’(
Filed under: bored
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Radhiyah –
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| [adjective]:Similar to butter in texture and appearance |
| ‘How will you be defined in the dictionary?’ at QuizGalaxy.com |
Butter? Ewwwwwwwwww. I don’t look like butter, neither am I yellow as butter -__-”
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Raihan –
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| [adjective]:Having the texture of congealed cheese |
| ‘How will you be defined in the dictionary?’ at QuizGalaxy.com |
Hahahaha. After reading your adjective, I suddenly love butter. At least it tastes much better than congealed cheese. Disgusting yes, but much better than yours. Haha.
Only 19 and yet, it really seems that I’m having a midlife crisis right now. No wonder a lot of young people have blond hair nowadays. They want to cover up their white hairs. Too stress mah. All money’s fault uh.
Syid has already pack ¾ of her stuffs. Whereas for me, I still haven’t pack a single thing yet.. I seriously don’t know what to bring. I need to wear formal clothing almost everyday, but from what I see from my wardrobe, I only have 2 formal clothings. We’re not allowed to wear jeans there. So yuhhh, it will be formal all the way. And did I tell you that it will be 40 degree Celsius there? sheesh.. I’m so gonna be dark by the time I get home.
And ourh, words can really kill huh? My mum, out of anger, called my brother some names just now. I guess those names hit him hard, since he’s crying and kicking our dining table right now. Sigh.. I really don’t know what to say anymore.
Filed under: inner thoughts
Sometimes, words itself can’t describe what exactly that person is feeling at that particular point of time. Despite the countless amounts of words found in the dictionary, none of which can really describe what I am thinking/ feeling right now. There are lots of things to say but I just can’t find the right words to make complete, easy to understand sentences. In other words, I’m having writer’s block.
And just now, while I was out with both my mum and my sister, we bumped into my mum’s former fiancée. For some reason, my stomach did a somersault. If my mum were to marry that guy, it’s for sure that I won’t exist in this world. And I really wonder how my mum survived two broken engagements. My mum is now married to my dad, so does that make her a wonder woman?
Let me ask time has passed
Do you feel this could last
If you don’t, why then stay
Take your wings, fly away..
P.S: I can’t say don’t go.
Oh god. I totally forget about Sufi. He’s my SIP partner, but now that I’m going overseas, I can foresee the fact that Sufi will end doing the SIP alone. And even worse, the both of us actually ticked the challenging box for our SIP project options. Eksyen pandai lah katerkan. Pfft. I’m so sorry sufi. I really am. You should have reminded me earlier that I have you as my SIP partner. Not that I’ve forgotten about that, it’s just that sometimes, now and then I need to be reminded. I have STML remember? Tsk. I feel so guilty right now. Luckily, there’s still MP. If not its for sure that Sufi will avoid me for the rest of the semesters =/
