blitzkrieg

i guess homesick is inevitable.

i arrived yesterday with the cold wind shivering down my bones. lulz, sounds like a direct translation, no?


i looked up the important dates for this semester to see if there's an opening for me to go back to Malaysia for raya this year, only to disappoint myself. the only holiday for this semester is on 24 - 30th of September. which is quite far off the raya itself. how lucky.


i was tired when i arrived at the airport and planned to sleep all day, ended up going to signal and system lecture and had iftar at uni's musolla. catching up with friends was fun indeed.


i think the reason for me being homesick was because i slept too much back in Malaysia. too much that i've lost my the time to spend with my family. hmm

now that i'm awake, still i need to go back to sleep for sahur later, but i don't know when is the time they normally wake up for sahur here -________- probably around 4 perhaps.


i'm here already. i should make the best out of it.
no more games.
perhaps a little? maybe.


homesick is one fucked up feeling. you should try it, too.

picture.

it's friday now. how time flies. the first week of 2nd semester is almost over. 


i wonder why i still couldn't find contentment?


too much judgement? perhaps.
too much self-indulgence? possibly.
too much thinking? not really.


i have problems in writing posts of higher literature. however, i'm quite fond of them despite the fact that i couldn't write it. i find it amusing how people could actually write something of that complexity.


people have their own problems to dealt with.
some help others to solve their problems.
some are lucky enough to not have any problems at all while others strive to face theirs.


life is indeed unfair, no?

ambiguous

i can't tell dreams from reality nowadays.


a lot of things going on my mind lately. and i can't seem to set my priorities straight.


i assume this new semester shall be another downfall?

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*a new post commences*
*a new post ends*

aku saja tulih lagu tu kt ataih ni, nk check problem enter ni dh ok ke tk. huhu

i dreamed of her today. not wet dreams, not nabila. but her. the dream was so real that i don't want to wake up. tp terbangun jugak. shik

i hate the fact that dreams are more beautiful than realities.

going back to terengganu after sahur, head to mahkamah for the results, then after iftar, will be heading back to ki il. a short itinerary of my day ahead huhu

tonight i learned that i have chinese, arab n melayu blood flowing in me. patut la muka mcm christian bale.

kadang kadang aku rasa nk tampar diri sendiri bila dgr lawak aku.

forgiveness is the best revenge

finally, after countless time to try making new post, i finally succeed!

this is a post by phone, and the post made by phones suck. they wouldn't recognize if i press enter. hence, it will look like the post i made before this. fugly. so bear with me for awhile.

in this very post, i would like to apologize to che nabila. for breaking your heart almost a year back in 2011.

i am currently in my hometown now, all alone and bored when i started reading my old posts.

it seemed that my old self wasn't me, at all. no it isn't. me before this shows affection to nabila too publicly. i myself find it quite, annoying. but i won't delete the old posts.

sayang here sayang there. baby here baby there. bangarang tkmau?

no it's not nabila's fault. it's good to show affection to people you love. but that was maybe a bit far off.

i'm sorry for everything, nabila. how about we become friends? :)

now back to reality. or maybe we shall continue in another post?

i'm sorry if i'm an asshole. there should be a better man for you. goodluck in your life!

before the lobotomy

inspite of everything that has happened, i still could smile my way out of it. try listen to the blackout city kids - wrong turn. awesome song, really suits the mood. kakak gua mesti bangga gua promot lagu die dlm blog gua. hiks ramadhan is coming. it's time for some real test. oh btw, i just finished watching shaolin soccer. with no subtitles. i think i can speak cantonese now. cause i've made a mistake. i think i took a wrong turn. somewhere along the way. i sealed my fate. and all i know is that you're gone. you've gone away. i'll never touch your face, i'll never see you again. susah rupanya taip post guna fon. lulz

won't you take me where the street lights glow?

and they say change is inevitable.

i second that statement. i think, over the past few months, i have changed quite a few things about myself. lack of confidence, lack of socializing, lack of smile, perhaps. everything has changed, changed to a better me. i like this change. however, i find that this feeling still hasn't changed.

that sad moment when the person you love is standing right in front of you, and you could only just say 'hi'.

no, i don't want to rush things. it's too risky to take things to the next level, even though i don't know about her feelings. 50-50 is my friend for a long time now. like the post title, i wouldn't know what it will be until i finished writing this post, hence it could be anything.

and i knew that i love her from the very first time we met.

for the past few days i could not keep my mind of her, regardless day or night, sane or insane. you're still there. it doesn't annoy me, but the opposite. it keeps reminding me about you. how are you. have you eaten. are you well? the same cliche question left unanswered till this day, perhaps forever.

padahal bleh ja msg, huhu

T - minus 18 days till i took off to Sydney. still a long hols to keep myself occupied with bed activities, and her, too.