Life is so unpredictable. 
We heard it so many times, but why are we humans still taking every day of our lives for granted? 

Just saw J's tweets, the guy's tweets and I really feel very sad to know and to read. 
And I really felt like dropping her a direct message to tell her to be strong for him.
But I guess I can only keep it since she doesn't know that I knew about it either.
I may not know him, but I really hope and pray that he will recover soon. I'm not close to her, but as a friend, I really care.  
Hope he recovers soon and that they will be happy together. (:





We do not know what tomorrow may bring, but we should not let the present be taken for granted. That's a lesson I always bear in mind.

Tonight, 
I wonder how it went.

Driving around on empty roads, with awesome songs playing on the radio. 
Keeps my mind off for awhile, my heart took a little break for that while. 
Aimless drive, but a peaceful drive.





Today, it's the last day of a really painful Spring semester. 
This Spring, we missed out so much.
Our movie dates, 
Our late night suppers, 
Our mugging sessions, 
More free days this semester but we didn't get to go through it together.

It still hurts, I wonder if it hurts on your side. 

Unexplainable stuff. 
Sometimes, words are just so hard to describe feelings. 
I think I'm starting to have a mini blog in my heart.













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They say expectation brings disappointments.
But even without expectation, disappointments still happen. 

Tired of getting hurt, by the people I love.
Hate myself for being nice sometimes, because no one appreciates after all. 





: ''(

A day I will always remember. 
A day I don't ever want to go through again. 

2330-0230; it is indeed like a tattoo in my life. I cannot forget that scene, of what exactly happened during these 3 hours. I cannot forget as much as I want to. So painful, it cannot be described in words. Crying into my birthday was something I have never encounter before, let alone breaking down for 3 whole hours after dropping halfway along the journey from the celebration with my friends. I didn't know they had to leave early, I didn't know I will end up welcoming my birthday alone. I didn't know.

Reached home at 3am and the whole feeling was just so indescribable. Lying on my bed all the way until 6am, I thought about how I was like on 2nd april one year ago. You made me the happiest girl then. I remembered vividly how that day went. How you planned the entire day, how you rented a car and surprised me with 21 balloons. How i was not feeling well, but we celebrated my birthday happily at marina barrage. How you asked my mum for permission because you wanted to count down to my birthday with me. And.... it was our first kiss that night, it was so memorable. How I was made to sit down on the bench at the park near your place after that while you lighted the candles and formed the words 'Happy Birthday Kelly with a smiley face' , how you prepared everything and then shyly asked me over. We were not together then but it was memorable because no one has ever done that for me before. And when we hugged, it was really from my heart. As I thought about that, I drifted into my sleep painfully. Woke up feeling all so shitty. It doesn't even feel like my birthday. I don't even feel happy, instead, I feel worse when they try to make me feel better by celebrating for me. I've always been capable of holding my tears, but I guess there is only so much one can hold. Lost count of the number of times those teardrops became so heavy for me to carry that day.

Oh well. It's over, let it remain as that tattoo in my life.  
When you feel like you've reached the bottom, nothing else is gonna hurt as bad as that anymore.