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Thursday, May 15, 2008
how i feel about you .

dang .
its been forever since i last blog .
haha .
too caught up with attachment till i got no time for myself  .
okay , tu bedek .
anyways , im pretty much getting the hang of this attachment .
but still , i miss school . 
once school's reopen , i bet things will be real different .
i doubt im ever gonna have much fun as it did last time .
like poeple say , "time passes , people change "
and no , im not pointing any fingers .
it depends on individual to be frank . 

to that somebody ,
life isnt a fairytale .
even if it was , i doubt so Enid Blyton is gonna like you for making fairytales sound so selfish .
yes , youve found the love of your life .
yes , you love him so much .
but do you ever think i deserve to be thrown to the side like this ?
to you im being childish .
but listen to my side now .
i love you . very much .
and if you can juggle love & friendship last time , why cant you do it now ?
i havent heard from you for ages .
we do text , text about minor things .
its no longer the gossips no more .
 remember youd always called me up in the middle of the day/night ?
asking what im doing & you needed someone to talk to .
i put aside my bf just to spare time for you .
and now i feel like its difficult for me to call you up just to ask you how youre doing .
you used to be first one i turn to whenever misery strike me .
but you make it hard for me to continue doing it .
i feared that youll  get mad .
things between are very different now .
spare a thought for me . cause ive always spared mine for you .

okay so im on night today .
havent been sleeping last night  .
sleepy ? no .
tired ? yes .
i dont know if i can ever make it through the night .
wish me the best for tonight .


10:19 AM xoxo, HAFA


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That girl who is determine that things happen for a reason.
Here's the place where my thoughts are put to words. Enjoy reading.

imperfection

I'm a train wreck in the morning
I'm a bitch in the afternoon
Every now and then without warning
I can be really mean towards you
I'm a puzzle yes in deed
Ever complex in every way
And all the pieces aren't even in the box
And yet, you see the picture clear as day.

I don't know why you love me
And that's why I love you
You catch me when I fall
Accept me flaws and all
And that's why I love you

I neglect you when I'm working
When I need attention I tend to nag
I'm a host of imperfection
And you see past all that
I'm a peasant by some standards
But in your eyes I'm a queen
You see potential in all my flaws
and that's exactly what I need.

I don't know why you love me
And that's why I love you
You catch me when I fall
Accept me flaws and all
and that's why I love you