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Maaf tak dapat nak update.
Sedikit sibuk.

Sibuk apa?

Aku tengah sibuk menyelenggara masalah kehancuran kerja.
Janganlah ada EOT lagi.
Aku dah tak larat nak naik turun mahkamah lagi.
Eh tak, tu tipu.

EOT EOT EOT
Patutla emosi dan perjalanan hormon adalah sangat tidak stabil sejak akhir-akhir ni.

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EOT tu apa?

Sila Google.


Eh, boleh ke?

Kaki sibuk

Bangun pagi tadi tengok-tengok ada sms baru di handphone.

" Ternyata is a nice song. How come you hate it so much? "

Pesanan ringkas dari seorang kenalan back when i was in matrik, Mr. F. He is Indie's band die hard fan. Dia yang kenalkan aku dengan Yuna,Polaroid,Mocca, dan tentunya Estrella.

"How come you know?"

"From your blog. I found yours in A's blog lists. Silent reader dah lama dah. Ko je tak perasan."

No wonder. F tidak punya account facebook. Tak sangka dia jumpa jugak blog selekeh aku. Haih.

" Why bother? I just don't like that song."

" Since when? Ko dah gila Tomok ke sekarang?"

"Pfttt. Shut up. I have my own reason"

" It wasn't that bad and the lyrics is so simple."

Aku senyum sambil membalas, " I didn't say it was bad pun."

" So why?

" Because it is tooo damn bad."

Terus dia tak reply.

Hehe!

Ternyata ' benci '

Aku lihat dia pandangan pertama
Ternyata indah
Senyuman, Liriknya

Ku ingin dia, saat pertama
Berjumpa, dengannya
Membuat ku gelisah

Waktu berlalu hari demi hari
Hati ku dambakannya
Untuk bercinta lagi


Bila terdengar rangkap-rangkap lagu ini, maka bahagian paling primitif dalam otak aku hanya tercetus secebis ayat ikhlas dari hati ;

"Sumpah aku benci lagu ni"

I have enough problems already. Go gooooooooooo away.

Bye.

Born-day

I can see you
I can feel you


I remember more the time we spent driving nowhere than the fancy dinner.
I remember more the time we spent laughing and fighting than we went to the cinema watching movies.
I remember more the silence in each others arms than the conversations about how we felt.
I remember more of what that i didn't expect to remember whenever i'm with you.

Look around me.

There's always something to remember.


p/s : It's someone's birthday everyday. It's someone's wedding anniversary. It's someone's graduation. It's a holiday.

A special day. But not every day.

It's your birthday.


My all-time favourite pic.


Happy Birthday Ahmad Aizat Badeli.

Scratches

Everything scratches. Everything dents. No matter how many times you polish it.

You need to be ok with this. Nothing is new forever.

NOTHING.

Get it?


DAMN.

Words

I am touching my screen as I write this. I am thinking of you as I write this. I am picturing you smiling and laughing as I write this. I am wishing you peace as I write this. I send you love;



As you read this.

+ve

Get up. Go to the mirror. Look yourself in the eye. And tell yourself how beautiful you are. How confident you are. How filled with love you are. How possible everything is. How wonderful the world will be today. Because it is. And you are.


Do this aloud.


Everyday.