Wishing on a shooting star

A day full of miracles

my heart beat so fast

I dare not to hope too much

but there you were

Spun out of my wishes

All those days of wishing 

Pining for the past

it was so unbelievable

I could hardly believe my eyes

wondering if this is still a dream

yet there you were. Still.

not part of my dream

Magical

Happiness

Contentment

and 

Joy

Thank you

my night had been full of colours and stars

dazzling bright and utterly dizzy with happiness

completely spellbound

If my wishes could take form

haha

Wonder if there will still be a next time

Wish wish... ^~^

Before it explodes

I saw you today....
But I didn't call out to you
wearing the same kind of clothing
that is your style

Still addicted to caffeine
I smiled as you climb up the stairs
holding the cup of coffee in hand
still that fast pace

Really miss those times
want to relive those memories
But I got scared and runaway instead
watching you

so near yet so faraway, how?
all these words and feelings
that overflowing
yet all trapped inside..

Miss you..a lot.
I bet if all this feeling will kept in a bottle,
it would definitely break through
and overflow the room

But lets just keep it as a secret now..:)
Till next time

Be Happy

Lets not think about tomorrow
Lets work for today
how to make life fulfilling
how to make another person's day

Let laugh and be happy
I want you to be happy
I want everyone to be happy
I want you to be yourself

I want you to love yourself
I want to care and share for everyone of you
I want to be close to all of you
I want you all to enjoy life

even during the times when life gets you down
because every time you look back,
its how you manage to stand up after each fall
and the people who helped you

Who are there for you
not only in fun
but also as a safely net
Just like God's blessing

Lets make this world a better place
It may sound like a dream now
But I believe each kindness you give everyday
is already another step you take to the future

You don't have to be rich.
You don't have to be beautiful or smart
You just need a heart and hand
Believe in yourself

Miracles happen everyday
even the fact you are still alive today

Remembering

Nostalgia...Its like we really grown very old.
Some who remember and can't let go
Some who runaway and never want to look back
Some who lock it deep away in the depths of their heart
and just move on...

Weird...here but not here
there but not there
the sense of belonging is so distorted

Sitting under the huge sky
with the four short walls that used to surround us
recalling all the what used to be

Next time,
who knows we might be sipping coffee
all dolled up with husbands and kids
laughing at all this what-used-to-be....

The only evidence left is each other and all those memories....

What hurts the most

"What hurts the most, is being so close and watching you walk away, with so much things left unsaid"~ Rascal Flatts

   So many things to say.

   So many things I want to tell you.

   But...

   All I can do was to watch your back 

   getting further and further from me

Perfect!!

                                                                           

 Looks like you can't be satisfied at all.

I am me. Yet you can't accept that despite your blood that is flowing in me.

Its utterly ironic that total strangers

 like my friends can see me for me and be with me for who I am

Yet you...

blinded by your expectations, worries and "kaisuness"

 

You view me more of tool, something that belongs to you that can help you to get what you want

You can't accept my flaws, my dreams, or the very core of who I am

You can't accept that I am me. I am not something that belongs to you. I am who I am

It makes me wonder and smirk at myself...

The perfect daughter you want doesn't exist here

The perfect dream you wanted, doesn't belong here...

All your expectations, wishes, hopes 

Sorry to disappoint you

The wish you make

was on a fallen shooting star

Hey.....do I have to be perfect for you to accept me?

Do I have to be everything you want before you can be happy?

Hey, I am really sorry.

Really sorry that I am so flawed, so weak, so useless...

If I could be everything you wanted,

I would.

But I am who I am. not what you want or expect.

And it does sting. A lot... 

Sometimes, I wonder...

where did the perfect daughter go?

cuz it definitely ain't me

and it ain't here.

The diff groups

Classmates are people in my class who either I rarely talk to or couldn't be friends with.
But so far, the poly classmates are nice to me unlike my sec sch, some were really horrible.

Poly Friends are people I hang out with because I have no choice or just poly. They might end up becoming close friends with me too. Well,one very special one did. :)

Friends- These are where most of my dear sec sch friends go ^^

Close Friends- My beloved sec sch clique. Friends where I can feel comfortable with being myself. Friends that you can be silent in without feeling awkward. People who are always there for me no matter what. People who accept all my flaws and befriend me for who I am. They are the people who never expect anything from me, these people are the best gift I have ever received. Close friends who make me feel like one of the luckiest person on earth. :D

There are two other catergories - but I shall not go into them cause I don't want to ruin my mood. While for the other one, I prefer to keep it as a nice small tiny secret to myself. :)

Breaking Down

I want to cry. I dun want to talk about it. I want a friend and a box of tissue Now

Hahaha...who am I kidding? 

I dun think I got anymore tears left.

My heart is just broken glass

I need to let go. I need to stop turning back. I need to forget. I need to runaway. I want to break free!

 Damn!

 Just let me sleep this nightmare away

Maybe I could accompany Morven 

letting the waves lapped up my feet

feeling the icy waters swirl around my waist

Smooth grains of sand being disturbed as 

I further tests the boundaries

my dress danced around me in the waters with my hair

as I slowly sink further and further into oblivion

   

Closing my eyes,

I caress my broken heart

and let everything go

leaving it to the rhythmic movements of the waves  

=_=|||....haiz

Why can't there be a guide book for love?I mean falling OUT of love?


I need one. Like seriously. I can't keep staring at my phone or looking at the screen, waiting for some miracle to happen like an idiot. Or hovering around the "enter" button like a fool.

I keep possibly let everything triggered those what used to be happy memories.

My brain knows I should get over it but my heart wouldn't let go.

Falling in love is so TROUBLESOME!!!! 

I think I already got enough of it alr, seriously..... =_=|||