lights will guide you home.

Too many incidents lately has made me realised that many people don't give two quacks about being grateful for the help they have received. It's not about the person offering the help being "tidak ikhlas" but a little gratitude every once in a while wouldn't hurt.

It's like almost expected that a person should help another regardless of the person's state. Imagine spending hours, sometimes days, helping someone out with a problem thinking "that's what friends do" but at the end of the day, not a word of thanks is uttered back.

I often wonder what's the point in helping others if all they do is stick up their nose high in the air and pretend like they weren't in any need of help in the first place? Unfortunately, my (usually non-showing) good samaritan side comes out and still offers to be the fool doing the donkey's work trying to help those ungrateful souls out of the grave they dug for themselves. Why? Because if we don't help them, who will?

I just hope I'm not the stupid enough to always be the fool. No douby my slightly compulsive behavior that strives for perfection usually leads me to being such a person. I just don't want to be the one that day in day out helps (I'm potraying myself as a nun) but when it's my turn to be the friend in need, everyone else just turns their backs.

Oh well, one can only hope.

jue*beautifully broken.

i miss the taste of you kiss on my lips.

Five months.

And there's nothing else to say.

jue*i don't quite know how to say what i feel.

cuckoo for cocoa puffs.

School's been okay. Yeah, just okay.

Oh, and happy birthday to my beloved brother.

You're finally eighteen. Yeay! :)

jue*cause you give me something that makes me scared alright.

if you're happy and you know it drop your pants.

It’s funny that when I feel like blogging the most, I’m having troubles logging in to my account. Hah, the irony -_-. If you don’t already know, in about seven hours I’ll be getting ready for school for my last first day in school. Yup, time does fly.

I’ve organized my shelves (all four), tidied my study table, colour coordinated my wardrobe and cleared my dressing table. I’ve got my pink file, pink pencil box, pink prefect thingie and pink bag all ready. I swear, the pinkness is a coincidence. Honest :).

I hope the new year opens up more doors in any way possible.

I hope we will have considerably less drama though I half heartedly don’t believe that’s possible.

I hope I meet new people this year – I’m getting bored of my friends ;).

I hope I have fun this year and I hope I have friends to have fun with (they’re being brainwashed into studying for SPM now).

I hope that anyone who tries to mess up this year would fall into a rat infested monsoon drain.

I hope that there would be a c3 again.

And I hope that school is going to be blast this year. I’m gonna make sure of it.

*crossesfingers*

jue*if you choose to say I like you, i might just say it too.

you're a holiday, just the kind i like.

I ushered in the New Year by joining the rest of the world at the Curve despite my reluctant-ness from the day before. The original plan was for Elena, Belle, Marsha, Hang, Vid and I to hang out and count down together but that soon changed after David called me and told me most of the guys would be there as well. So it ended up being one big group but Elena and I decided to separate so we ended up counting down with Irshad, Yasmin, Berl, Lal, Lizzie and Amirah followed by being the only ones around screaming like hooligans and shouting out the colours of the fireworks for a good ten minutes. WALALALALALALALA, right Liz?

And when I meant rest of the world, I seriously meant rest of the world. Besides my family and the people I counted down with, I bumped into IsaiahJoshuaThomas like four/five times. Then there was Piyachai (who looks so cute with his hair cut!), Fairuz, Ryan, Dayah, Layla, Sam, Chui Yi, Yee Wa, Praveena, Asheelaa, Eltsje, Amirul, Harris and omgsomanyothersI’veforgotten. Plus there were people I know of. Haha. And apparently, Danny boyy was there too.

It was a good way to start the new year and I seriously think I’m going to lose my voice soon. I can already hear it cracking.

jue*until the world caved in.