I really miss people back home. No, not homesick just yet. I've been thinking about a little someone-s. I miss all the old times we had, but then again, one party resort into forgetting us because of this little game called jealousy. I lose nothing, but I'm still missing you like crazy. I hope things will be okay and we'll continue texting or instant messaging each other like we used to. Then again, you like to disturb me because you know my weakness; my weakness is you. I want you back no matter what it takes. No, strikeout that part. I'm confused & lost, don't know where to go. And if I really am in the wrong, I'm sorry okay? I've said it.

Step-mum just can't keep her mouth shut eventhough we're on "vacation". The "vacation" went well only after we step out of the house. Then Cruella De Vil must see my mistakes, my faults and not my rights. Trust me, this isn't what I was looking forward to. Strikeout these points too. Note to self: NEVER go holidays with Cruella. Ever.

Eventhough we're living under the same sky, breathe the same air, step the same earth & drink the same water, I feel empty inside & out. Friends have advised me not to think about it (take it as a lesson instead), change my bluetooth name, like someone else etc., but I know I just can't let it go just like that. Yes, I can't face the fact at this moment because it was barely 3 months we knew each other. If I never accompanied Pul on that day, this wouldn't happened. Hey, at least the other one already apologized. But this other one said he can't always see that other one sad & depressed all the time. So he's so-called sacrificing me for his friend. Maybe that's the right choice. He has his friend(s), I have mine. The hearts has reasons, that reasons cannot know. Not even me. Give me a sign that they both are okay. I feel the spark now that we're how many MRT stations apart.

Friends, don't ask if I'm okay or not. I'm not. I didn't promise to any of you guys that I'll be happy most of the time. I'm tired. I'm tired of putting a fake smile everytime I meet you guys. I'm so sick of it that I wanna talk things out with you people. I haven't opened up just yet since the holidays started. And it seems like I've got a long way to go. If I were the source of your unhappiness, or a mood-spoiler in a way, I'm sorry (again) because I don't see what I'm doing towards you. Friends (whoever it refers to), I miss you guys that it bleeds inside. But I'll try to be happy for this? Afterall, I heal faster than a bleeding scab. And there's always someone new sending me friend requests at Friendster. I'll never know if they are 343789234 times better than those two.

To Myra, Mad & Epul, knock me when I go sad. I mean it. Pictures? I have them alright. I wanna be loved & I wanna smile like I always did.

Pathetic fallacy: Dumb-founded. I miss Pul, Myra, Dydy, Ilah, Mad, Afa, Farah, Nurul, Yati, DNA & whoever always brightens my day, I miss you like crazy. You know who you are.