Post Term test

It's finally over and i'm well on my to celebrations.Nothing could be better than celebrating post term test with the start of the world cup.Champiole..

Thursady saw me hanging out with Mr A at holland village starbucks with Huda.Although i had two papers left to go i made time to go gyming with Steph and an early dinner with Marli. Had so much fun laughing our heads off on the way home. Marli has a new talent i just discovered..hehe..nose suction! heh.Well,thanks marli and steph for the company till city hall.

Nonetheless, i head back home,showered and headed off to holland village.I did like two things at the same time,enjoying company and studying at the same time. I have to somehow try not to think abt being close. Too close for comfort makes me feel i shouldnt be there.And it increases the vunerability.

Finally,Friday came and was sad to hear ang moh flying off to Bali,shit! If it wasn't for term test and lack of financial assistance i would be busking in the Bali sun. It was like a strike for me cos Hafiz when off to KL in the evening.Crap.So i was left all by myself and hanging out with the 3 A's...Aidil,asrul and a'an...

Saturday...boring day...saw my cute nephew,somehow he made my cold and my bad mood dissapear..Usual day with mum..

Sunday morning was bad but knowing i had a great sleep and knowing that someone cares i was well on my way.Did laundry and slack through the rainy day..Met up with the three A's again.Great adventures from beach road to bencoolen...ate tang yuan and chicken cutlet with rice,damn syiok! hehe. Somehow,what did it was the talk with Asrul..

I know i shouldn't put things in my head but he somehow he made me believe that somethings are possible if only i was going to give it a try. It got me thinking and i suppose that good things should just wait a little more. It'll probably for the best or would it?

Somehow i'm envious of my friends,those busked in Love.I'm hoping my time will come..maybe it's just there waiting for it to knock on it's door,but somehow i'm tired of getting the door slammed on my face...