(Sunday, November 08, 2009-)
+6:57 PM]*
Before I left for dinner just now, I decided to visit Live Journal and read her latest post. Slowly as I read, there was this warm feeling that spread all the way to my finger tips. I knew where that warmth came from. Then, there was this... blissful feeling too, with serenity as well.
Maybe it was bliss and serenity lah because you see, I really cannot describe nor find words close enough to portray those emotions. Probably because I never felt them before. Probably because this is Love. But whatever it may be, I smiled crazily. I thought I shouldn't smile actually because there is this untold mystery beyond those words and mysteries simply exhale cluelessness. Even so, for all that I know as of now made me perfect.
A flame of curiosity and excitement burns inside me for the things that I'm going to find out tomorrow. And eh you, reading all these isn't supposed to make you come up with a lame reason tonight that shall prevent you from telling me tomorrow. Tsk x)
Out of the Bliss and Serenity, Mom's voice called me out to dinner as the aroma of grilled fish, barbequed chicken and fried wedges wafted into my room. Dinner was then awesome like never before. I wished you were here together sharing the moments of perfection, somehow in a way or another.
and aizuddin wrote this;
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(Wednesday, November 04, 2009-)
+10:30 PM]*
I accidentally deleted all - ALL of my inbox messaged. I screamed but that couldn't make my phone emo and returned me what I didn't intend to do but already did.
So there goes all the messages I've recieved since the first day I
stepped into the Academy. Hmm, let me calculate what it cost to me....
certainly at least 1/4 of my heart. And now 1/4 of my
heart is missing. This is shit.
and aizuddin wrote this;
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(Monday, November 02, 2009-)
+12:16 AM]*
31st October 2009 & 1st November 2009. fuck you both.
and aizuddin wrote this;
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(Wednesday, October 28, 2009-)
+8:40 AM]*
Here I am sitting inside the bus in my police uniform heading towards CDC when I decide to create a new playlist on my iPod. I added alot of love songs; Westlife, Blue, Brian McKnight... when I paused in the midst of what I was doing. I stared into nothingness and suddenly... smiled. Haha, Westlife?I never imagined myself being loved by you. Wow. I smiled crazily.
and aizuddin wrote this;
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(Sunday, October 25, 2009-)
+12:03 PM]*
this ordeal narrowed me into a few simple questions that I realised I don't have the definite answers yet.
One - what makes me happy?
and this question surprisingly leads me to another.
Two - what makes you happy?
which leads to a final one.
Three - what makes both of us sad?
and suddenly there an urge to know, to wish and to hope that you had never attempted to conceal any emotions apart from those you show to me. a hidden sadness, a hidden anger, a hidden jealousy, a hidden happiness... anything.
and aizuddin wrote this;
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