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let us be ostriches
today:
fun fun shopping day! was supposed to do some proper pressie shopping but it became a roamroam-shop-for-yourself day which was much less stressful! high budget pressies can be real toughies. thanks shopaholic long long for much entertainment and voluntary work (:

thursday:
cake shopping was great fun (: we can amost be a ask-us-where-to-find-good-cakes directory! (: days are always fun with you around! and though i was drowning in my own troubles and suffering the curling tummy/backaches, the night got deliriously happier. we were amazingly high when tireness started setting in. lo lo my bestie! glad that we didnt witness any beetle invasion in your room (:

wednesday night:
thanks vic for staying over and takng care of me today!
we had a great talk with brenda too
about primary school incidents and all things silly

- - -

it's odd how life likes to set you up
and simplicity becomes hard to come by
sometimes, you enjoy things with less frills, less complications
but things dont always turn out the way you want them to

believe me, to clarify would mean to be clear of your intentions first
not blurting things out with carelessness
you left me dazed and lost, uncertain
like the opening of floodgates, the memories engulf me
piecing them up like jigsaw,
i can see it all so clearly
and i understand you well enough to know that all these will pass
there are some risks we cant take
not in jeopardy of the precious
and we will always remb
of this, we are well-aware
bukan cinta biasa


last night
i couldnt even get an answer
i tried to call
my pride wouldnt let me dial
and i'm sitting here
with this blank expression
and the way i feel
i wanna curl up like a child

if i told you once,
i told you twice
you can see it in my eyes


i wonder if it's because humans have two sides that when we look on one side, we might not see what has been on the other side all these while. and when we turn around, things will no longer be the same again. what's lost isnt just the moment. we become more certain, leaving what's history to settle with the dust.
why do these things keep having to come back to me?
i've lost touch
ive grown to be cynical
maybe what's best is to remain clamed up

i'm a month from exams. it's crazy
i have to let books be my only focus
URG

each footstep is a new love letter ♥
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