—007—

my health’s getting worse lately. i dunno why but it’s might caused by the adaptation term of my body facing this early ramadhan. anyway, my mum went umrah this morning. how i wish i could accompany her along that magical journey. those midterm exams screw everything!! aarrrggghh…

i’m listening "rod stewart - i dont wanna talk about it" by now. i’ve been singing that song for days after the brain failure i had along this month (probably 27 days, haha, y’kno wh i mean). actually, i’m starring at that’s person shadow  along with the lyric i’m singing out  loud for the ol’ time sake, remembering how i was destructed and defeated by my own feeling. but that was then, now? my butt is heating up and off it go leaving you another dust to bite!! hoho, kasar..

so days after i still couldnt let go. until the day before puasa came, i suddenly realize there was something to remember about that day. it was kinda odd for me, two forgetful friends (or foo?) without a reminder. i sent a simple message without expecting any reply–i lied (and yes, there was none of reply–since i always  got nothing from that person, the other replied so so). i knew what i did that night was wrong. first, remembering that day. second, sending an sms was worse. but two wrong dont make a right. just a simple confessions to myself that the little H is still there.. (H for hope)

all i need is a mind erasing program, just like jhony mnemonic had. i just want to restart and rearrange my time–to the time where there was before you..

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