standing in line, I think you're pretty

funny how all this have been surreal. okay lets do the bangkok talk. why. why did I did a crazy last minute plan. bought a ticket for bangkok. the one that I kept from everyone because I was partly embarassed to tell them why i wanted to go there. its all because of this guy. wait. not that proper huh. let me post another picture. okay fine. the only reason i call him my cinta mati is the above two pictures. he's the dorkiest idol Ive been inlove with. wow. that sounds so wrong. haha. i think most of my close friends knows this. so this is mr. bulan. i went to bangkok to see him (ewah mcm bercinta pulak) things like cinta terhalang. hahaha. so the bff made last minute arrangements. it was the awesome 4 days of my life. at least. okay, it was the awesome 4 days of my chambering days. hehe. it was that break I needed the most. So i went to bangkok. purchased last minute tickets. and saw mr. bulan. went shopping like mad. went for massages like mad. hensem kan? haha. okay the reason b...

because at times like this.

here's to the night. i might not cry or speak my heart out. but just for you to know. i heart you endlessly.

Hi. Its 2.40 in the morning and I'm dreaming about having a wonderful holiday in Greece. Yes I know this come back entry deserves an endless update for the past 3 months. I have a lot to share. to tell. but....I'm going to turn in and dream about Greece instead. goodnight.

because I cant believe I'm halfway through 2011. I decided to not blog anything for the past few months for a reason. And in the end I decided to delete that entry. Now I'm back to square one. Wanting to write about that particular thing. My parents, my siblings, my friends would think I am okay with what happened in February then April.I dont think I have the guts to talk about it to anyone. I dont think I am capable to talk about it to anyone without shedding a tear. The thing with 'this' is that, once I stop thinking, I just completely forgot all about it. And once those little itsybitsy unrelated memories, things just kept coming and coming. Simple things like goreng ikan masin. or beli kuih sago mata ikan just reminded me of...... I have this guilty feeling. I think thats it. I kept feeling regret for not asking for forgiveness. Or not saying goodbye because I was afraid. I was afraid to come close. I was afraid to sit there. I was afraid to look directly in the e...