good morning

..a morning.

Happy Birthday! =]

I remember last year. Can't forget. Suddenly I remember the alley. I remember those days. I remember being young and foolish and free to act stupid. I remember pondering at the sky by the window, ah the rain is falling so beautifully, always like that.

I wanna cry. I want to fly out to my memories and invite some friends and muw to come along so we can repeat what we miss and create new memories altogether.

Have a good night.

afternoon

..a rainy day..

i miss muw.

home

..a beautiful home.

This apartment. Makes me miss home. Miss my friends. Semalam ngobrol ma pras, I said, here, I could barely speak or chat bout something I want to. I mean, sometimes we just come up with something silly or something shallow or even something deep to talk about, but I hardly speak those kind of things. I don't know if I can.

Humm. Maybe you don't get what I'm talking about. You, if you're in my friends list in messenger, you may find I suddenly ask you something, whatever it is. It is what I can't talk to my friends, even to my rommie sitting next to me right now.

So, yah, that's why I said, I like it better in Singapore, coz I've got a circle of friends that is different than what I have now.

Is this something that I can change?

Have a nice day, folks.

=']

Thanks for everything, muw.

For this short, I know, a very short time God gave us to meet each other, but indeed, yes, I'm thankful for that, for every moment we had..

..it is indeed a beautiful holiday with you.

So, I'm just gonna wait for you, and until then, we will have each other, like we always do, and we're gonna meet again, share the afternoon, laugh at the world, and just be thankful for everything God gave to us.

I'm gonna miss you.

=']

..out of everything you, me..
we then count to three,
and dance eternally..

christmas is coming to town

Just as the good news arrived, it was raining outside..

Baby it's cold outside..

thinking

When I can't stop thinking, I sleep. I'll still be thinking, but at least I won't be awake. When I can't sleep, I'll be thinking.

So, everything goes around like a circle.

Could I ever stop thinking?

Kenapa ya gue lagi ngerasa aneh. As in, my stomach feels weird. And I know that's a manifestation of my thoughts. Aduh ga ngerti.

Shit.

Another point.

I hated him. Just as much as I hated him, I came to realize that by listening to him, he actually has some part of me. A large part of me. Like when he's telling stories, I often say to myself: that's me. me.

And I can't hate myself.

Or, let's say, it's hard for me to hate myself.

Jadi gimana ya.

Aduh.

Bingung.



As in, I maybe just need a hug. A warm hug.