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.
I was indecisive about partying on Wednesday as it was shida’s 23rd because i have school the next morning and UT in the afternoon. But it only took two dearly of mine to lure me before i decided to go, despite still worrying about not being able to wake up on time for class, die2 not gonna skip class to discipline myself to achieve perfect attendance of zero lateness and zero absent for the semester.
Barely 3 hours of sleep and i survived. Thanks to the boy for being there, sending and picking me up from school, assure me that i’ll be alright until the minutes before UT. Every party session is no doubt, great. But that night, was the best so far after my nineteenth. I’ve got my babygirl and boyfriend with me. Like, finally.
"facts like; what we had, couldnt be compared to what you and i had. dayah, lily, syidah, they are my girls as well. but you, you are my bbg. and thats one big difference you have to remember if in future, you feel threatened again."
"i dont go to her when i had problems at home, with wan, with whatever problems i had. i dont go to her when my bbg stood by her boyfriend when he called me a bitch (da ckp sorry aper, hehe :D), i dont cry and whine to her. and i dont go to her when my bbg text me on my birthday."
I don't know whether this sounds good or bad, but somehow, I feel things just won't be the same. Eventhough how bad i missed those times spent or sometimes I just wished it'd be like before.
On a lighter note, I'm glad I made it in time for my BBG's birthday, wished her although it came in late, meet up with my girls after so long. On top of it all, forgiveness, is all that I ask for.
Alright, I have an interview with Klapsons later on. Wish me luck sweethearts!
Months have passed. We might have move on with our own lives, our loved ones. Sadly but true, there’s no you or me to share those moments. Shits happens. And idk whether to stay or go. Because of what happened, i don’t talk to my bestfriend, i’ve made more enemies than friends, and your friends hates me for the fact that i come and go in your life.
And because what happened is partly due to my ego, lemme apologise to you. What happened made me open up my eyes. But maybe it took me some time to listen to my heart because EGO is blocking my way. In life i learnt, that in relationship, and in friendship, ego and ignorance wont bring me anywhere.
I remember the time when i celebrated my awesome nineteenth. You were there, the girls, ira and raudah were there too. What more could i ask for. The thought of you making an effort to be there and celebrating it with me wont go away. How can i possibly throw all that away?
To put it simply, i cant afford to lose you, and faizal. Cause you, have always been there. And he came in later, and showed me the meaning of love. Life would be much better if i could have you both. But the last thing that i don’t want to happen is, to become a complete stranger to you.
Don’t worry about my boyfriend. I’ve talked to him regarding this matter. He might need time to adjust, but he’ll be alright.
Happy belated 20th, BBG.
(i know i looked ugly in this photo. but it means so much to me. cause i have you, and the girls with me, on my birthday.)
