It's been too long.

I am still alive. Yes, barely but still alive. Broken, not brand new and not with a bang but am grateful in any other way. Holiday just started and so does Eidul Fitri. That also means that Ramadhan just left us.

I am still so broken from last semester. It was hectic and I kind of hate it. I could have done better and succeed in any other way but it needed too much energy and I got bored way too easily. It was a mistake, I am starting to convince myself. But I am pulling through and recovering. Pulling through, holding on to the last strand of thread and recovering.

I found new love yesterday. I didn't have the courage but eventually tried them. I feel a little sorry but it feels like a breathe of life once again. I'll try and try and try. And by God's means, maybe I'll get it.

I miss Soldier. He had a 28km route march from Mandai or somewhere there. Have not heard from him since 5 in the evening and hopes that everything is fine. It is always fine with him, that little rascal. I love you so much, kay? Take care and have fun! Meet you this weekends, I hope. <3 There's a lot to look forward to this September. I hope things are going to be bright and sunny.

There's this Saturday and Friday and tomorrow I am going shopping. ^^, And then there's the chalet and the NYAA adventure camp. It's like outward bound but more brutal. Haha. There will be kayaking, high elements (which excites me and making me shudder at the same time), sleeping in tents and we have to carry everything ourselves in those big hiking bags. I don't even know how but I think it will be memorable, most definitely!

Happy tripping ya'll. It's time I sleep, I guess. Much love.

Sweet Sunshine

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Tests are coming my way sooner than I thought and what have I done? moping around in freaking misery, I guess. Was given a doctor's off for the last 2 days of the week last week. Swollen throat and a whole new meaning of fatigue itself.

Managed to catch Macbeth on that thursday night and it was weird. Old English was a bit to catch up on but the energy, the sound system and the lightings kind of sucked a bit. No doubt they had minimal ways to manipulate how it wil be staged but it was a bit too fast. And Oh Old English.. I know it is Macbeth and Shakespeare and all but why Old english wen you have modern anecdotes?? Seriously.

Drama has been very very overwhelming. The juniors that managed to say Hi and stayed was around 40 people and I don't know how to take it. Positive or not, they might be staying longer than I think they will.. Let's just wait and see.

Despite being so busy with school, homeworks and such, I finally managed to go to the library and borrowed really interesting book. You should read, The consequences of love by Sulaiman Addonia and it will definitely open your eyes to something hat will break your heart.

Oh, I managed to make an elephant for the soldier. Dark and I hope I get to see you in Smart 4. Must have been so nice. Didn't I mention? I like guys in uniforms. Hah.

Till all my sleeves are stained red

The system changed. So now, RP is will be the death of me. There are homeworks everywhere, the teachers are expecting more because they lower down the grade, and I just joined another IG. I need to have some stress release. ):

And I miss you. Out of sight =/= out of mind, right?

SLA had been tiring. Supa tiring.

I am sorry for abandoning you but sch is taking control over my life. I need to get one back..

Your Guardian Angel

Speaks a thousand words.

Abang-Abang NS

Hehehhee. First day of school and hafiz decided to make a suprise by cutting his hair GI. He is going into camp next two weeks. Such an eager boy. Here is his most recent picture! :D



Abang-abang NS. May things go good for you in there. Love you.

My shoes are made for walking.

Hehehe. Please drop from the sky, cupcakes! I'll be waiting.

Keep your enemies closer.

Sometimes, you are always caught in between things. Maybe, of wanting to be happy for the people you love and wishing you are in their shoes at that very moment. It happened to me a lot of times before. I am getting tired of being the other half - that is rotten. Maybe only by a bit but they always want the best. And if my best is not enough for them, what more can I do? Kill myself to perfection? Okay, maybe not. Try harder? Easier said than done, okay?!

You know how a heart aches? Like the wound is stabbed over and over and over again. It hurts really bad and there is nothing, absolutely nothing, you can do to it. When you try to nurse it to health, it will just get wounded again. Call me careless but bits and pieces of my hearts are all over the world now, travelling happily while I am broken and well, out of place. It had been a really difficult journey thus far.

Funny how one say that your fate and destiny are already written down and nothing can change it but they will say, "if i do this maybe..." and hoped that there will be a better outcome. I mean, aren't you supposed to be content in what happened? Even if it is not the best (yet)? But it is really subjective. To what extend will you stop and realise, maybe it is not meant for you because there are other better things out there? Why am I thinking all this?