Meeting place :
They knew that time will come, and time will be cruel,
because it is cruel to everyone. He's crying from the meeting place.
He's stranded himself, there. Where her voice still echo.
Im sorry i met you darling, im sorry i left you.

I cant stop exploding my ears with indie-rock songs these few weeks. Ive decided what theme ill be doing for my art. Yay. So, school was okay, it was raining the whole day. Oooo, i lioke! Its very chilly. During second break just now, me and Han sang hippie songs. The Management rock man. Lol. Yay, at least that made me happy. The next happy thing, for malay, we have to do a worksheet, close passage, indie rock! Yay, i felt happyhappyhappy. Err, what else, yah, was suppose to study with Dzul and friends, ended up printing a photo of me and fahmi at the Kodak shop in the end. And proceeded home with Anis. Reach home, was all alone, so i blasted the speakers with Indie Rock and cooked Fried Rice for myself. Doodle-d on my handbook, as usual. Then talked to Imah otp. Okay, im an effing dead dog at home these few days. Got nagged at my mum, and dad.

Sorry bout the previous post. Was pissed at my little brother. Hes irritating the shit out of me. Ugh. And i dont wish to eleborate what happened here. Ohh, my sore throat's not getting any better now. Maybe because of the reason that i didnt finish my antibiotics, the pills. Yah, my throats' getting worser now. Its very dry. Im gonna lose my voice soon.

What im doing now:
Saving money to buy prepaid
Saving money to produce photos
Studying for upcoming common test
Learning acoustic indie songs on the guitar
Seperating my time for certain things to do
Staring at the phone.

To someone:
Idk what youve been up to. I dont even know what you do nowadays. Its like youre suddenly dissapear. I know, i understand all these. I thought work was just an excuse. I kept listening things about you here and there, but not from yourself. What has happen to the past? Where you always try your best to contact me. Now? I know, ill wait. But i got to know something, about you. And i thought, is it true? It make sense a little, and it can myb be from you. I just dont know. Whether it is the reason why youre like this or not, im sorry. For what ive done, in the past. You were the one who told me the past is the past, what now? Myb it is really not worth it to be waiting for you. Im not surprise if you dont mean what you told me, to get back like we use to.

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