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Tuesday, August 18, 2009

alot of stuffs have been happening. some happy, some not so. but hey, i guess that's the way life rocks our boat, right?

let's start off with happier things. yesterday, went out with bestie after school!

we got our ashidy ridwan singles, went to fill up our orchestra-ing tummies and then headed home to wonderful woodlands. as usual, in the mrt, i fell asleep. *laughs* i don't know. i have this mechanism where i can't sit in the mrt for more than 10 minutes without wanting and falling asleep. there's something about the mrt that makes sleeping in it so comfortable. is it the aircon? is it the seat? one thing's for sure, it's definitely not the people in the train.

btw, it feels nice to not do anything school-related at home. now i'm left to wonder what to do during my break first thing tomorrow morning. oh yes, photocopy stuffs. oh wells. and i owe nazril an email.

you know, sometimes i really appreciate having a notebook, because people like me have super selective memory. unless it affects me in a big way, i usually don't bother to remember stuffs. which is a bad habit i probably should stop, i guess.

so today's 18 august. some celebrate their birthday today. some have phototaking today. some decided to quiz the history class on random history "On this day..." trivia. [btw, in case you're interested (which i know defo not), on this day in 1991 was the hardliners' coup against Mikhail Gorbachev of the former Soviet Union.] some crashed others' school today and made them ROFL. some laughed. some cried. some got angry. some got confused. some found love. some lost love. some found their souls. some have their hearts broken. some just can't break it to their hearts.

it was all said and done
can't believe what you did
how can I be the one
is it all just in my head?

trying hard not to breathe
maybe then i'll let you leave
nothing more i could do
all i am is there with you

it was easy to see
she would cherish your love
your touch, your kiss
and all that's in between

i gave you my soul
to have and to hold
so lost, confused

if only he knew
if only he knew

~ adapted from Taufik's If Only She Knew

@ 8:18 AM