Dear diary,

We arrived in this world alone;
we leave this world alone.

颓废至极 sums up my current status.
my (-ve) aura is attracting a lot of (-ve) events to my life.
I need to let this end.
This is so not me.

Dusk.

city lights.

LaBodega

Coffee-shop

Yogur Berry

Starhill

When things aren’t beautiful, it is your choice to make them beautiful.

Dear diary,

“You’ll always be my stranger!”

Dear diary,

you see a glass of water half full or half empty?

at this minute right now, i see it half empty.

that also means i’m pessimistic.

There’s a feeling inside me, that is tearing me apart right now.

i swam lap after lap after lap after lap. i thought i could swim the feeling away.

but, it just doesn’t go away.

but the point is, today will eventually slip away. i shall let it slip in a good way.

i’m goin for a gym session. ciaoz.

Dear diary,

It is a beautiful morning!
i’m seldom up on a morning if you realized.

i shall go for a swim.

I was made the wrong way
won’t you do me the right way
where you gonna be tonight
’cause I won’t stay too long

maybe you’re the light for me
when you talk to me it strikes me
won’t somebody help me
’cause I don’t feel too strong

Was it something that I said
was it something that I did
or the combination of both that did me wrong

You know I’m hoping you sing along
I know it’s not your favorite song
don’t wanna be there when there’s nothing left to say
you know that some of us spin again
when you do, you need a friend
don’t wanna be there when there’s nothing left for me
and I hate to thought of finally being erased
baby that’s the best of me

Everything’s behind you
but the hope still stands beside you
living in every moment
have I wasted all your time

Was there something that I said
was there something that I did
or the combination I broke that did me have

You know I’m hoping you sing along
I know it’s not your favorite song
don’t wanna be there when there’s nothing left to say
you know that some of us spin again
when you do, you need a friend
don’t wanna be there when there’s nothing left for me
and I hate to thought of finally being erased
baby that’s the best of me

(Daniel Powter – Best Of Me) explains my descendent.

Dear diary,

Listening to Sarah Brightman while sorting my parlor’s junk.

On this post-rainy night along with Brightman’s music, it just made up a pathetic scene, where an emo young lady sitting at the corner of the room. yea, that’s me.

i think i’m just not used to a Fri night at home.

i shall … hit the clubs later tonight. after i get all chores done.

Dear diary,

Sweet food for down momments.

Hence, my 2nd visit to Dessert Bar, Hartamas.

Since my 1st visit, it became one of my favourite hang outs.

i love the concept and their desserts served. it’s forever so nice to look at, just like those shown in the menu illustrations. taste wise, some find it too sweet.

Today I had this Apple Jelly Champagne yogurt with Grape and Apricot.

yummy delicious!

my friend’s choice.

during my 1st visit was in Desser Bar, Solaris, Mt Kiara…

I had:

Berry Delicious (superb nice!)

my friend’s choice

Dear diary,

I’m not doing good lately.

World economy is coming to a downfall. it’s a cycle. and now will be the time where history re-enact.

stock-market kills.

you must be wondering, what does it has to do with me?

all I can say is, it relates to me, very much.

on the other downside, I seriously need to learn how to love myself.

so if you see me, just tell me i’m beautiful. with your eyes close or with your sanity lies, just say it. haha.

reality is cruel.

Dear diary,

It’s a beautiful morning!

it’s time that i need some reassurance. i begun to not like uncertainties.

though sometimes a lil’ of it makes life interesting. but there’s always a limit for everything.

Dear diary,

I’m in uni, waiting for 12:30pm’s class.

Waiting is often tiring. sometimes, it might even kill your enthusiasm.
from a 100%, i’m now down to 40%.
if you know what i mean. oh yea, as if.
I don’t even know what i mean.

haha.

anyways, life has been left-right-down for me lately. it’s in a huge huge mess.
my room is in a mess, my bag is in a mess, my car is in a mess, my desktop is in a mess & i am a mess myself.

I need to sort things out:

- spring-clean my room
- pretend i’m rich and repair my car. it affects me so so much if you realized it.
- buy a new bag – i hate my le sportsac already.

alrights, going for class now. ciaoz!

Dear diary,

finally, i switched my bio-clock. that explains my facebook status.

from nocturnal, i’ve transformed into diurnal.

which is a good thing.

apologies for my lack of updates. i shall do it soon. when i’m in the mood to.