Lesson learnt: Never trust anyone.
No human will ever see the weak side of me again.
This i reiterate, so damn sick handling the shitz
God it makes me barf. xx

My heart will usually palpating on its own regular beat whenever i questioned myself something and then getting a little bit perplexed and questioned myself a few more and ended up answer nothing at all. From that point on, i wish i could hand over myself a magic key that can unlock all questions that yearn to be answered. Actually, I've been dying to know.. if there's any short cut to love?

I try to define the necessary steps to achieve something from this question. As days passed, i got myself to create the time line of schedule experiment to be done but i'm amazed by how simple the steps and the logical the plans are. You have to plant a seed for this love to blossom, you have to grow it by water and a little warmth of the sunshine then you have to mend it with love every time it grows. It requires hard work, sacrifices and when you get a little frustrated by how it grew how it disappoints you, you know you will never get far. At times bad habits screamed out louder than their desire for success.Things can get a lttle bit destructive too which usually include other parties. If there's lack of sunshine, the plant sure will die. At the end of the day, love is all about give and take. Yet.. no one understand the concept at all.

Happy birthday Little Faz.

''I have long since come to believe that people never mean half of what they say, and that it is best to disregard their talk and judge only their actions.''

I am officially heartstrucked after realising that i lost Faznita's birthday present, and i fucking love that thing that i got for her, wad a bummer.

I need a clear head, more pair of hands to take me high up to the sky, bigger memory space for my brain to absord it all in and hopefully becoming less emotional and less hopeful.

In the morning, breakfast with dad and then i get to taste another episodes of Naruto and Darker than black 2 and it's actually been awhile since i felt so jovial for my morning. I miss my pretty crunchy boy today and i am not sure why people around me seems like fucked up, shocker :-)

Happy 4th month, Der.

Thank you for a pretty but twisted morning,
Managed to look at the sight of you which always tingles my
heart, to smell your warmth together with the morning-bear hug.
Thank you for making a trip all the way down here just to briefly share a morning for two.
You're awesome for these 4 months and i love you.