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December 6, 2010 at 11:09 pm (me)

Sometimes, when you’re least expecting it, something from your past appears before your eyes.

Yesterday, I saw him exiting this department store as I was about to enter. He was busy fiddling with his wallet. I know you were just pretending. Why would you walk with your eyes on your wallet eh? Biar ia terlanggar tiang or something. :P Astaghfirullah. Well, I think he saw me first, and that would explain the avoiding incident. Yeah, what am I expecting? For him to greet me and say “hi”? Fat chance. He’s a coward. I shouldn’t have expected anything from him.

So, how am I doing right now? I am happy. :) I’m currently seeing someone. What I like about him is that he doesn’t try so hard to impress me. He is who he is. And he accepts me, for who I am, not how I look like. But we’ll see. Wallahua’laam. :)

Salam maal hijrah 1432!

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Coping

October 17, 2010 at 11:04 pm (broken, me)

Yes, I’m coping with the heartbreak. Why did he do that? I feel like I’m worth nothing to be left just like that. I have a theory, though. Before he met me, he was heartbroken. So, that made me the rebound girl. Yes. That explains everything. But then things get so serious between us that he got scared and ran away.

I can think whatever I want about him. I seriously think that he is such a coward for leaving me like that. If he doesn’t like me, why didn’t he say so? If he has someone else, why didn’t he say so? If’s and why’s. I’m pathetic.

How to move on? First thing is to delete him from your life. Delete and empty recycle bin. I really wish it’s as simple as that. In real life, these things take time. No matter how happy I look, I’m mourning inside.

I wish for strength and patience from you, Ya Allah..

Until then, salam…

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This is life?

October 7, 2010 at 10:03 am (broken, me)

I’ve never asked for you to come into my life. But you came. You were the perfect dream guy I’ve been waiting for. You may have flaws, but you were perfect for me. It was like a dream come true. Three perfect months, and then you disappeared into thin air. No questions asked. No goodbyes. Nothing.

I was devastated. But I welcome it. I’ve been anticipating for this to happen. It’s the woman instinct. There is no such thing as a perfect guy and a happy ending.

I guess the moral of this story would be to wake up and smell the polluted air. There is no fairytale. Stop living in a dream. Stop having high expectations for each and every guy or girl you meet. Real life is unfair. It’s supposed to be unfair. It’s how we learn and gain experience.

And yes, I am back to square one. Single and bitter. This is life!

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Waka Waka

June 23, 2010 at 12:14 pm (event, me)

Waka Waka! This time for Africa!

Yes, World Cup 2010 is here. I don’t root on specific teams. I just like to watch the favourites and the strong ones. May the best team win! :D

Life has been great. Biasa lah.. Sometimes bad things happen, sometimes nothing happen. Sometimes I feel like going away for awhile. Travel… By myself. But that’s just a dream of mine.

It’s coming to the end of June. We’ve got half-a-year left. 2011 is coming. What have I achieved this year? What have I learned?

Salam & good day!

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Sad and alone

April 16, 2010 at 1:58 am (Uncategorized)

I’ve been thinking….

I’m not a person who usually shares my personal feelings with all my friends. That’s what best friends are for. To talk about things which you couldn’t or wouldn’t share with anyone else.

The thing is, my best friend never really understood me. Sometimes I set a date to see her and only her, she brought another friend of ours. Rosak all my plans. Sometimes, when I really want to talk about my day and stuff but she just kept on talking and talking… Sometimes, I feel that I don’t like her at all.

Why can’t she or anyone understand me? But I guess that’s just her. We can’t really change how a person works. I just wish she knew better. I’m not that hard to be understood.

I feel so sad..

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