LATELY, I FEEL LIKE D. JACQUES CLOUSEAU! HAHA.
AND I'M GETTING GOOD AT IT. ;)

Don't worry peeps. This blog is still alive. I've been using Tumblr for quite sometime. Tumblr and Twitter are soo much in me. I'll blog here when i'm... hmmm.. lets see... pretty much in agony? There are stuffs which i don't want people to know. so i'll prolly blog here. ok ok? I find Tumblr the easier version of blogger. :) y'all should have one!!!

and twitter, please go and create one.. or... just hang yourself. haha. kidding. :P

Have you realised the days have gone by like a speed of light. face the fact, people, the Apocalypse is drawing.
okay, let's not go into greater depth. it obviously freaks people out, especially me. I'm in a state whereby i'm always hit with constant trepidation. i hope things will go smoothly. i pray that he will guide me with all the adversities ahead. god, i need you to keep me motivated, give me the fortitude to go through this once again and make this right for me.

I have never tasted the sweetness of relationships. Never. Well, i did, but it was not as significant as it was. I like to relate myself as moyang molor (Javanese word) i wished that you never existed. Or just popped up in my life. Four years ago, we met, i like, things never worked out, period, i moved on. My biggest faux pas was to search for you once again. How inane.
Things went out of hand. I enjoyed your text messages and calls. Despite of the age gap, we seemed to click. I knew how to draw my own boundaries. You’re just my camaraderie. Thats just it. I believed you think that way too. Or im just like your second hand clothes. I was being experimental. I think you’re a player, seriously. I deserved someone gazillion times better. Someone like Sam! Huhur. I need a brain washing machine. I just want to get this over with.
I’ll get aggravated when someone teases me with him. Seriously, STFU. I really don’t want to hear of ever speak of him. Farewell, Player dude! oh, my mum, mak and fir would be so damn elated!