"the past can hurt,but the way i see it,you either run from it or learn from it."

Thursday, September 30, 2010

tooth under your pillowcase

sofea,don't you even think of doing that again or you'll risk being the cause of me having a heart attack.
naznin,you're the best side partner i could ever have.
shafeeq,asyer,raimy,you three are the best shriekers i've ever met.
mama,i'm off to the moon.
anis,good luck turning 18.

...and that's what made 30th September a day to remember. :)

hit them right

Cobus Potgieter,
i am so into you. ^.^

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

apollo. XD

you know what's great about them?
they taste great,they're extremely cheap and they look healthy.

(though i'm pretty sure they aren't as healthy as they seem. :s)

Monday, September 27, 2010

fate fell short

ehhhh,nah,it's okayyyyy.
i like being left behind.

"So go away! I never ask you to stay! Just go, that's what everyone wants."

thanks,i guess.

Sunday, September 26, 2010

somehow this picture makes me crave for a jelly. :/

promise not to be

"He awoke each morning with the desire to do right, to be a good and meaningful person, to be, as simple as it sounded and as impossible as it actually was, happy. And during the course of each day his heart would descend from his chest into his stomach. By early afternoon he was overcome by the feeling that nothing was right, or nothing was right for him, and by the desire to be alone. By evening he was fulfilled: alone in the magnitude of his grief, alone in his aimless guilt, alone even in his loneliness. I am not sad, he would repeat to himself over and over, I am not sad. As if he might one day convince himself. Or fool himself. Or convince others--the only thing worse than being sad is for others to know that you are sad. I am not sad. I am not sad. Because his life had unlimited potential for happiness, insofar as it was an empty white room. He would fall asleep with his heart at the foot of his bed, like some domesticated animal that was no part of him at all. And each morning he would wake with it again in the cupboard of his rib cage, having become a little heavier, a little weaker, but still pumping. And by the midafternoon he was again overcome with the desire to be somewhere else, someone else, someone else somewhere else. I am not sad."

— Jonathan Safran Foer-

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

call it mystery or anything

perfect huh?seriously.
and it's a real photo. ;)

oh,i resolved to not open my facebook during mr. hafez's class.
yet i'm blogwalking. :/

Monday, September 20, 2010

that road was not for me

we stepped into this together.i had your back and you had mine, or at least that's how it used to be.time passes, not that much of a time, but i guess it was enough to drift us apart.i found friends that uh,well,have to be close to me.and you?well you did too.only difference is it was your choice to bring them close to you.

i tried to keep us from falling apart,i find time to hang with you,guess it wasn't enough.and you,you said you did too.and for sure i believed you,but maybe i was blind to see that.you found friends you're proud of,that you're happy with.i did too.but i drew a line between me and them.not wanting anyone to step closer.i guess that's a mistake,but i did not regret it.i made the choice.

we met two times,not once that we talked,not even a simple word of "hi".your friend saw me,well we smiled,and that was it.i guess we've reached the peak where me and you are just friends,but ain't talkers.this is what we have grown into.so if you're asking me,this is my answer.i reckon this is where i back down.

thank you.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

rustle up,here comes the crowdpleaser

the best melodies are the ones that gives you goosebumps,or make you cry in public or help you realize the answers.cause nothing else could give that tingly enjoyment feeling,than to touch those facile keys and make utterly divine tune out of it.the absolute commotion it gives to the heart.a boost of craving for the next piece.

the feeling it gives is indescribably pulchritudinous. :)

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

never miss a chance to dance

I suck on my thumb just for the secured feeling it gives. And no doubt i bite my nails, for no apparent reason. I'm sorry if that fact discomforts you. Ergo, proving i don't give a shit. :)

Thursday, September 9, 2010

Eid Saeed!

Sorry I didn't keep in touch that much. Sorry I hurt you. Sorry I annoyed you. Sorry I lied. Sorry you had to repeat what you said cause I wasn't listening. Sorry you had to wait cause I was late. Sorry i curse you behind your back. Sorry i talk bad about you on my blog. Sorry I replied your message late or didn't reply at all. Sorry I didn't pick up your call. Sorry i'm not always there to help. Sorry I ignored when you call. Sorry I blamed PMS for every mood swing i had. Sorry I snubbed when you smiled.

Sorry I keep repeating my mistakes. Sorry for all my wrongdoings.

May Allah lightens his blessings in every walk of life. Eid Ul Fitr greetings to all. Have a blessed one. :)