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Syikin Kassim. Very much in ♥ with Faizal Alwai. Sometimes when i'm bored, i draw people in my head. I listen to music a lot but the best times are usually when i'm on the bus, or train, or even, on the bike. I don't think many people know about me because I keep a low profile. I wish I were somebody else, maybe superman perhaps, my red cape in the wind, ever so free. My blog is a collection of my perspectives, thoughts and emotions. I write when I write, what I write. Your criticism is not welcomed. Thank you.

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12:13 PM
Monday, August 17, 2009
At th end of th day, i give up.
I always fall but never learn my lesson.
Eventually i tripped on it all these years.
I am tired.

Believe me when i say i always fall,
Believe me when i say i am tired after all these years.

Some say, despite falling out of love for umpteen times,
I shouldn’t say no to love.
But i am tired.
Tired of getting hurt,
Tired of crying,
Tired of fighting
For someone not worth,
For something which i don’t deserve to have.
love.

At th end of th day,
I know i still have my family and friends.
To be specific, my darlings gfs and boyfriends. (you guys know who you are)
Who never fails to be there, rain or shine.
They are the ones who pick me up when i fall.

What matters most to me now is to enjoy my single days while i still can.
Tell me again why i need a man.
Precisely, i don’t.

Dear S,
I don’t care what your decision might be,
Cause i’ve made up mine.
We’ll still be friends though. No worries. (:

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12:23 PM
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Hello.

Ive been keeping myself away from sweetscenes.bs for some time and i think its time to have a proper and daily (i hope) update. Heh.

Life has been sucky these days. Things hasn’t been going on smoothly like how i thought it would or should hv been. Ahh, i don’t wanna talk about it.

I missed work during the weekends. Very dramatic know. I black-out at ion, otw to work on Saturday. I didn’t know what to do, i had to squat and lean against the wall before i can finally visualise. Afraid that i might just knock out, i called Zara. I was asked to go home.

On national day, followed the family to watch fireworks even though i badly wanted to stay at home, and sleep. And it was the first time that ayah tagged along. If not, he’d be busy working. At the end of the day, nothing can replace the family love or bond. Cause i know at the end of the day, they are the ones who are readily there, at the end of the long stretch of road, waiting for me with arms wide open. And i must thank kakak, for being there most of the time, dealing with my whines every now and then and understanding me. Oh and anw, nice hair eh kak. *kening naik2*

What i wanna do now is to concentrate on ut3 and i can get ready and prepare myself for hari raya. Ceyy, mcm paham. Also, trying to gain back what i’ve lost along the way, boy-friends. Met a couple of them recently. Ty, for listening and sharing your thoughts.

I think what i need is a break and ample rest from everything.

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10:52 PM
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
mind made up.
i dont want to have anything to do with any of you.
cause even as friends, things can be as complicated as this.
thanks asyraf, for everything.
and syila, you can have him back.
to the others, i dont need your sympathy.
instead, leave me alone.

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10:37 AM
Monday, August 3, 2009
All this time I was wasting
Hoping you would come around
I've been giving out chances every time
And all you do is let me down

And it's taking me this long
Baby but I figured you out
And you're thinking we'll be fine again
But not this time around

You don't have to call anymore
I won't pick up the phone
This is the last straw
Don't wanna hurt anymore

And you can say that you're sorry
But I don't believe you baby
Like I did before
You're not sorry, no, no, no, no

Looking so innocent
I might believe you if I didn't know
Could've loved you all my life
If you hadn't left me waiting in the cold

And you got your share of secrets
And I'm tired of being last to know
And now you're asking me to listen
Cause it's worked each time before

But you don't have to call anymore
I won't pick up the phone
This is the last straw
Don't wanna hurt anymore

And you can tell me that you're sorry
But I don't believe you baby
Like I did before
You're not sorry, no, no, oh
You're not sorry, no, no, oh

You had me falling for you honey
And it never would've gone away, no
You used to shine so bright
But I watched all of it fade

So you don't have to call anymore
I won't pick up the phone
This is the last straw
There's nothing left to beg for

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