into the abyss.

Two years, seven months, three weeks and one day.

I could really use one of our talks right now.

Forever and always, dodol.

without you.

Because with you, I'm always second best.

as you please.

To be everything we're not.

♥

no one ever really dies.

Sunburst KL and the CHARM Cheerleading Competition are very distinct memories of 2008. The people I went with, the things that took place before and after said events as well as the 3857934857 feelings I felt throughout the ordeal. So, considering both events took place this weekend, you could probably imagine all the flashbacks that were running through my mind.

With that said, I enjoyed myself. A little different from how I did last year, but I still had truckloads of fun.

I'm happy ♥

Anyhoo, Sunburst yesterday was worth my entire 173 buckaroos. I'm glad (after much deliberation) that I decided to go because even though the headline act wasn't my cup of tea, it was one amazing festival.

Unlike last year, this time I went during the day (and thankfully did not go home like some burnt chicken). Managed to catch Estrella, Cosmic Kitchen, Estranged, Nidji, Agrikulture (-_-) and of course, the one and only - N.E.R.D. (!!). Spent some time at the Silent Disco and F1 thingamabob too (:

Left half way through Korn's set because heck, after spending eight hours there, there's only so much of screaming suicidal music I can take.

Oh, and for the record;

I don't care that I didn't catch any picks from Panic's concert. &&I don't care that I didn't get the poloroid of Jason and the crowd. Because this time...

...I was on stage with Pharrell Williams.

HEHEHEHE.

You should have seen me scream when I heard the opening of Lapdance. And we actually had place to dance since we climbed over the barricade(!), hence having more space than if we were to be squished behind. Happy times!

Seriously, it was better than Brandon Boyd taking off his shirt and Jason Mraz's concert combined.

The rest of the (happytrippy) pictures are on Facebook.

Be jealous, bitches <3.

fall down.

Why don't you I walk away?

innocence for pride.

Took me forever to fall asleep last night.

It just one of those nights when all you wanted was for someone to hold you until you slowly drifted off to dream land.

Where were you when I needed you?

say a prayer.

Only one question has been going through my mind the past few weeks;

What the fuck am I doing?

I don't have the right to be upset. I shouldn't be this emotionally involved. I can't let this control me. And the worst thing is, I know I'm heading down a one way road to self-destruction yet I can't seem to slam on the brakes. Not when there's the slightest possibility. Not when there's a chance.

So here I stand. A little saddened, a little discontent - but with no reason to feel this way.

All I need are a few answers.

All I need want is -

Where is this going?

get up and dance.

Because I've spent hours on YouTube today;



Five bucks if you spot me.

that one way road.

Don't shrug your shoulders, lay down beside me.

♥

oh how misery loved me.

Tonight, I'm just happy.

♥

so when i come back.

I still feel like I threw enormous amounts of guilt onto the best friend, but (if that is true) selfishly enough, I had so much fun over the weekend, it pretty much cancels out the guilt.

Truth be told, we didn't do much. I only dropped by her place at 1030-ish, so we just updated each other on the past three weeks or so, made rice crispies, watched a movie, stole bolsters, had a pillow fight (before our hands got tired), danced like no one was watching and laughed our worries away.

Twenty-three weeks and counting.

In all fairness, I did make her complete her Econs essay.

Now tell me you don't think that's fattening - Marshmallows coated in butter.

The next morning - Skype!

My favouritest deskmate.

Because no matter how crazy our lives get, we still have each other.

Sarah at her best (:

Na&her pink hair.

They didn't notice I cut my hair >:(

I haven't seen her in ages but she still only asks me about one thing person.

Perfect fit.

I love this look on her.

And I quote Bree, "Under my umbrella, ella, ella, ey!"

The more things seem to change,
the more they stay the same.

Sarah Aliah bt. Mohd Azman :)

I want her to come to Edinburgh :(

I constantly annoyed Miss Thana, Ieka constantly read passages for Miss Thana, Bree silently cursed Miss Thana and Nique...?

Our pretty picture while waiting for the lights to change:)

It's insanely hard to wrap my mind around the whole 'going our seperate ways' thing.

Sigh, I've missed you girls.

boy, i hear you.

The world could do with much less yelling.

for anyone.

We would have made headlines, baby.

♥

who has to know?

I actually wrote this awhile ago, just before I went to bed. Tonight's conversation gave me some reason to publish it -;

As time passes, the memory of high school seems to become increasingly distant.

It's a scary (and dreadful) thought to think that yes, a day will come when I'd barely be able to remember the sights, the sounds, even the smells.

Contrary to popular belief, it's not that I'm stuck in the past, unable and unwilling to move on to bigger and better things. Simply put, high school was amazing for me and the thought of it being so behind us, so far in the past, so forgotten among the latest scandals of life, saddens me a little.

Random thought before I went to bed last night, knuckle push-ups.

I still love watching them scouts in uniform on tar roads with their fists pressured onto the ground while they not to much grit their teeth but relish in the pain. That thought alone reminded me of DP and how that night would remain only between the four of us - like our own little secret.

I do very much feel like grabbing hold of whatever I can remember and storing it away in a little box, just so it'd remain there - untouched, unforgotten. A little like Dumbledore's pensieve, to be revisited when needed.

I wouldn't change a thing.

the deep blue ocean.

I would like to write about something Jason Mraz centred but (almost) everyone has proclaimed their undying love for him. Another 'OMG THE CONCERT WAS SO BLOODY AWESOME!' would be rather pointless.

I do have to say though - There were so many ways the night could have turned out which makes me rather grateful how things managed to just click together.

Stolen toilet paper, ex-boyfriends, Nike shoes, 'Guy Who Wants to Live Forever', marriage proposals, "destiny", and of course - money burgers.

Who could ask for more?

yours to keep.

And I want to tell you just how it feels when you look at me that way.

♥