August 2010
I miss the stupid, idiotic, childish, lame, immature, messed up conversations we had about absolutely nothing that still meant absolutely everything.
She’s standing on a line between giving up and seeing how much more she can take.
Enaa’s 19th birthday celebration was a success. Pictures are up on Facebook, credits to dearest Phriya. The celebration took place over at Dhoby Ghaut Green. I’d like to thank everyone who made the celebration possible and all your presences was appreciated!
To dearest bestfriend Enaa, I hope you love the surprise we had in store for you and the huge card. May we all celebrate our birthdays together in the upcoming years! Love you, banana girl <3
The celebration had to end pretty dramatic for me though. Oh wells, shall not elaborate more on that here. It might end up at some cheap bitching sessions held by insignificant humans.
I can’t say that my days are going smoothly lately. Wars with R during the wee hours are the main reason for these puffy, last warning eyebags. Sigh, things aren’t getting better too ):
Sidetracked; I’m given 2 shifts only this week which was yesterday and today. Pathetic much! -.- On a brighter note, my pay’s tonight. Woohoo!
Happy Belated 19th Birthday, Enaa!
I don't say anything, even though my heart is screaming.
Geylang with Enaa, Amy and Sharul was fanstatic! Killed my craving for burger ramly like fucknally. We did nothing much but just walked rounds the bazaar. R was supposed to join us, but oh wells. What’s new; he couldn’t make it.
Sidetracked; my pay didn’t come in and it’ll only come in on Monday. Sadly, I can’t make it to Enaa’s birthday celebration this Saturday since I’ve to visit my grandparents from paternal side. Ugh major fml!
Okay now I’m extremely moodless due to that and the fact R hasn’t reply my text since hours ago. I lead a sad life k bye!
Happy 18th Birthday, Dini!
I've always wanted to be treated well. Don't get mad at me when I get mad at you 'cause I only pretend to be. I do 'cause all I want is for you to pursue me, to fight for me.
(via catastrophicdays, theblogyoulove)
Hello sexy.
HAHA hello, but I’m not sexy.
“I keep thinking of how much I love talking to you. How good you look when you smile. How much I love your laugh. I daydream about you off and on, replaying pieces of our conversations; laughing at funny things that you said or did. I’ve memorised your face and the way that you look at me. I catch myself smiling again at what I imagine. I wonder what will happen the next time we are together and even though neither of us know what the future holds, I know one things for sure; you’re the best thing that ever happened to me.”
—(via happypeacelove)
Vividly emblazoned in my mind.
Cause on 26 August 2009, you owe me ice cream just after a few hours of knowing each other. We may not be as close as we were today. But I shall not grieve over the past and just smile cause we used to be. You once created pretty memories along with me and craved a mark in my life.
Happy one year of knowing each other, Syahmi Iswaidee.
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