It's back

It's amazing how a single strum of the guitar can remind you of something you never thought you would ever remember, ever again.

It's wonderful how a familiar smell can bring you back to those days like a mute film in your head.

It's remarkable how a slow, soft hum can make that voice come back to you, even after years of farewell.

It's even better to have that dream again and have that warm fuzzy feelings when you wake up in the morning, knowing that the thought will be stuck in your head for the rest of the day..

Pretty Please

I want to recover my old blog that I have deleted.
Any psychos ever copied everything that I've written and save them up until now?
Sigh.
Please.

Mushy mushy mushy

It's funny how God can turn the person you're very close to into your worst enemy,
and how He turns the person you hate the most to be your hero.

What I've learned from this is, stop backstabbing. If you're not comfortable with something or someone, tell it straight to that person's face. No need to keep a friendly face and act as if nothing happened. They won't understand it. And stop acting like an innocent crook. Just be honest, mate. I'm done with all these mean girls stuff and high school drama. We need to grow up.


p/s : Loving this cold weather! I'm getting enough sleep this week, like, finally! Yay!

I woke up today realizing that it had been a while since the status changed to "Happy happier :D" and your profile picture smiling with those shades on. It is exactly 446 days ago! Don't think I'm totally obsessed with you like you've always thought. I counted this during Vector's class. Too much integrals plus numerous yawns made my head ache. So might as well do a simple mathematics of the days I've been Happy happier with you. :D


YIt's weird writing these mushy mushy things here. Sigh.Y