shifted.

say hello.

soppy.

long weekend was wasted when the cold get you. down with what i thought would be mild cough,flu and headache. it gets nastier by sunday,which i'm supposed to go out with the usuals to catch the firework,but all i did was to sleep comfortably covered with blanket and ice pack on the head. nursing the 39.3degrees fever was a pain. but thank god,it got better by now. only that whatever i eat taste bland,even my tom yam cup noodle & BBQ curry twisties.

on another note, Happy Birthday Singapore. this reminded the ouh-so-melodious national anthem that was sung by the crew,but hazrul nizam voice was more outstanding,and dammmn nice. i was in bed, half of the the time i thought it was imran ajmain, when i sooo know it was hazrul's voice.but who cares, they two have powerful voice. need i say more?

mungkinkah kau jua dalam kerinduan
di saat begini aku merindukan
-suatu masa ; m nasir

apples boosters.

Girls are like
apples on trees. The best
ones are at the top of the tree.
The boys don't want to reach for
the good ones because they are afraid
of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they
just get the rotten apples from the ground
that aren't as good, but easy. So the apples
at the top think something is wrong with
them, when in reality, they're amazing.
They just have to wait for the right
boy to come along, the one
who's brave enough
to climb
all the way
to the top
of the tree.

credits.

so i guessed i am still the few lucky apples still sitting on the top of tree.

a box of tissue & a bag of doritos.

it sucks to wakes up with a blocked nose, heavy head despite having a fresh shower before hitting the bed early. well at least earlier than usual. there was too much fun goin on last nite that deep in my heart i was praying that time would at least stopped for an hour, or was hoping that everyone doesnt have curfews. hanging out with my best girls & some new company, that was on i had on my random tuesday night.

just a lil update, life has been back to track for now. mother is getting better, recovering from septic arthritis, slowly learning how to walk back, gaining extra control over the knee muscle, keeping tabs of her diabetic as well as regular consumption of antibiotic and good food. good food in this case would be referred as edible food. what do you expect, me cooking marvelous food? i doubt i have inherited 'mother's talent in cooking' genes. so there you have it, something edible, well atleast.

been out of job for almost a month now, and no, i have not been lazing around. tables are turned now. i am nursing my mother at home, doing the house chores, laundry and etc. i am not complaining neither i am too happy. so i guessed you figured it out.

speaking of which, my main agenda was to tell tales of my first date after so long. which was a bit dramatic. but i guess i will leave it for later. i have to replenish my tissues stock, my doritos are not helping either.

till next time yaaw,
go kick some balls :)

long goodbye & second chance.

sometimes,
it just hard to learn to let go.

i guessed i have walked down into the sea for too long, without realizing the water is already at my neck.
i guessed, i was too naive to believe that things gonna worked out, at least for us.


please dont make a reverse.
all this have to come to an end.
for good.for you & me & you know who.

daaang!