June 12, 2013

Of people.

Suatu hari, aku terfikir. Selama mana aku nak stuck with the same person? Same people? Same attitude and same behaviour? Atau mungkin aku boleh kekalkan mereka dan tarik the outsiders. Atau aku boleh buang mereka, dan make new friends.

Kalau ikutkan hati, i'd rather choose the second one. Buang mereka dan ambil pengalaman baru bersama orang yang baru. Because the first choice is a hell to pay. Risky. Sebab aku percaya of the aftermath it holds that, the bigger the cicrcle, the chaotic it will be.

Dan masalah aku ialah, tidak mahu kekal dan tak bergerak bersama circle yang telah wujud ini. There's still one option tho, that I keep a distance between the two parties. The outsiders, and the circle. Dengan ini, masalah akan menjadi lebih mudah. Harap-haraplah.

June 6, 2013


Those random road trips, sleepless nights. A trip because one of us was having a bad time. It was really fun back then.

I remember the time when we were gonna send the car for service. At first, it was planned that 3 persons going together and then, orang ni tarik orang ni and then few of us merajuk sebab tak dapat pergi sebab kereta penuh.
Padahal pergi servis kereta je. Sampai macam tu sekali.


This is bad.

If you were me, what would you do?

I mean, i'm not really like this. I never were like this. I miss my friends, that's the funny thing. What happen is they're all somewhere far, bunch together at one place while i'm, I am stranded here alone.

At some point, it's good. I don't have to see the same people over again. I get to learn new things and meet new people and new environment. Everything is new. Sometimes I lost in it.

I start to miss those moments we had. Lepak together. Vacation sama-sama. That I'm losing track of myself day by day. I never was the old me. Is that the right thing? Or the wrong one? I don't know.

I really miss you guys.

Tak payah cakap. End of story

I have so many things to tell. So much feelings to share. Yet, aku tak tahu macam mana nak express. Or maybe that i'm just too lazy to write. And how is that I get to write this?

June 1, 2013

And the rest is history.

"It really is hard being me. That I wish I never be me. I don't know what I want and what's right to do. But I really love you. And I hate choices. And the last thing I would choose is not choosing you. I'm not blaming anyone or anything but I wish somehow, there's a place for only us. Wanting you is the hardest. And I still choose to stay…"

At this very moment.

Sometimes, just sometimes, I feel like I don't belong to anywhere except to some deserted island. Some place like, i'm thinking of a place that it has ground that you can step to infinity and fly to endlessness. Because when you want everyone the most, it's the time that you actually need a lil time for yourself. 

I just wanna be alone. At least.