Tidur selepas Asar

I didn't do it intentionally. I felt asleep and boy it was not good. Period.

I had a weird dream but here's the thing. I am not sure whether a dream is considered a dream when you have it during daytime especially after Asar. It was rather a quick, short dream. One thing for sure, I was with someone whom I cared for and he was close to tears. We were at an entrance of a shopping mall(but no one was there) and he called out for me and he looked sad, his face red-flushed and he was trying to explain something that seemed delicately impossible to understand. I remember staring up at him,eyeing the lines under his eyes and that once cute mole on his cheek.

I woke up so sudden after that. I thought to myself, he might as well in a pretty good condition cos usually we tend to experience the opposite, right? Case closed then.

I hate Richard Parker.

Oh yes I hate him so much. Such negativity injected in my life, so early in the beginning of this humble year of 2013. Nevertheless, I hate Richard Parker, in every aspects. I don't really teach myself to ignite elements of hatred inside of me, no matter how bad I ache for better physical or worse, emotional care and treatment from people, but Richard Parker just hit the bar, man. 

To begin with, he made me cry. Tears of mixed sadness and despair down my cheeks sent me to shocks. I then realized that I haven't cried for so long. Damn you, Richard Parker! 

I am on the verge of tearing up visualizing Pi sobbing like some lunatic kid calling out for you, wishing hard for another glimpse of you. You didn't even look back. Not once. That hurts, Richard Parker. 

If only you glanced. If only. It would have made a huge difference. To Pi. To me. 

I hate you, Richard Parker. 




 P/s: A feedback; a teary entry on "Life of Pi".

2013

I didn't write anything back in 2012. Simply posting a couple of videos; indicators of my feelings at the time. Girlish act you can say there. In fact, I didn't pay much visit and how I wish I should have poured something, anything here because sometimes, it gives me insights on things when I read the posts. *sigh 

 Oh well, I am here now. Can't say the same about other pal bloggers cos' like me, most of them have evaporated into thin air. Looking at the timeframe and when '6 months ago' appears under the blogs' posts, I know they've been caught up with other matters as well. Time does that. Wait no. Life does that. 

I am back thinking that I need to think. To embrace agendas more than just tiptoeing the surface. To recall. 

So yeah. Hello 2013!

Signs

What love is...

The one that got away.

Dear Love,

I wanted to write, staring into thin air thinking about you. Forgive me though, for I have things to do. A few day ago I watched The Kitchen Musical and it hit me. We tend to associate songs to our lives. when you're in love, you feel like all love songs are yours to sing along. When you're frustrated, you opt for rhythm that matches your soul at the time. So, this is mine right now.

Someone like you

"If you've ever had a broken heart, you're about to remember it now.."

You're invited.

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