the inside story of jangan pandang belakang

whatever...

with each click of the mouse, another IM fell to the yahoo messenger window.
im seating on wooden chair in my room,
waiting.
waiting for her.
she doesn't look like an angel,
but she is unexplainable.
for her, im such a redundant.

one of the things that makes me, a shit-ass,
was being mr. brightside.

in the end, it doesn't ever matter.

sigh

hmm...

5 hari lg nk final math,

so,

one night,
i was lepak-ing in atiq's room,
suddenly,
suddenly,
suddenly,
nothing happened.

end.

intense is good.
the nicest thing someone ever said to me was,

"some questions, need no answer"

"the last time we met,
you left with felling upset... nah.
i cant remember..
i never apologized
but,
when someday, you heard me, passed away,
you was deep in your sleep,
my loss taught others,
not to take your friends for granted, or something like that.
misunderstanding,
death you never plan it,
probably,
i rest in peace,
this too shall pass,
but our true friendship will never cease.
love."

erm,

nk tau x?

one day,
there is two girls
( couldn't remember their names, i think
the girl-who-love-everything-about-korea &
futurestarz-whatever girl that twinkle kowt...)
tgk wayang cerita, KAMI,
then,
both of them,
menangis.