Sonia Marra: a Lifetime Memory

it's 6.18 in the morning and my eyes are wiiideee open. blame the energy drink.


recently i read my housemate's blog. i found it to be quite interesting to discover what he had in mind all this while. haha. and he was a sentimental writer. in which the posts he made were of deep value, i think. nevertheless, he always being the quiet one at home. hmm


rindu. aku rindu kau. it sounded scary, right. it's like a monster saying "AKU RINDU KAUUUU bgstvjmffdbjd" but the truth is, i truly missed you. the fact that i called you and didn't know what to say, is stupid. but i didn't regret my action. in fact, i was so thankful that you weren't annoyed by me.


it is hard to maintain friends when you know that you are deeply in love with the other. but i value this friendship. and i was afraid that if i tell her the truth, everything might not be the same again. it feels like a nuclear war in my head. it goes something similar to this:


i miss you (A),
but i'm afraid that the feelings aren't mutual, and if i confess, it will be awkward and blah blah (B)
and she's currently working 9-5 (C)
and i have my studies to take care of (D)
but then again, at the end of the day, i still miss you (A)


and everything goes back from (A) to (D) for about 15-20 times a day. sometimes more, perhaps. i didn't count this -.-


it's 6.37 in the morning. and i was hoping. hoping that she's having a sweet dream.


i love you la gila. i love you like crazy over here. (Z)