Monday, September 7, 2009

All the things we shared.

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I'd like to have the time I lost and give it back to you.
You just smile and take my hand, you've been there you understand.
It's all part of a grander plan that is coming true.
This much I know is true.
That God blessed the broken road, that led me straight to you
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- Rascal Flatts


Reflecting, thinking, deciding does have its quirks and perks.
Right now my mind is in a whirlpool of its own.
"Love" is really a deranged thing, in a blink you're up and the next you're down.
Maybe what I need right now is "Me-Time" after today's punishment.
I didn't do anything wrong, but when a judgment is made, there's no turning back.
I was too tired to fight back and worried too much on the punishment that I was going to have to receive.
I wanted to blog with the intention of pouring almost everything out, but a gut feeling tells me not to do so.
I shall cut whatever I'm saying and just say "Thanks, I wish I could just slap you in the face infront of everyone."
Oh, you know its you.

"This time maybe I'll be..... Bulletproof."
Ironic.

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Side Note:
I've just read a galpal's blog and I saw her reminisce posts, made me recall the Happy Times that I've had with her (and our boyfriends) even though it was just.... one or was it twice? outings. Nonetheless, I miss you and I'll put up a reply post to that. Luv you babe.

Another note:
I thought I was ready, guess I'm not.
Do not question.

One last note:
I need to have a proper meet up with Siti Nurbuwwah and Kway Li Ting (yes, I know I just met her a few hours ago) and talk. Talk my heart out, talk till my hearts content/relieved.
"Trade your heavy heart, for a heart of joy."

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