I painted a morbid woman with vibrant colours

A year ago, a friend of mine approached me and said, "Hi Is! How are you?". 5 months ago, the same boy approached me and said, "Hi!". A month ago, he only gave me a smile. Now, I am endlessly greeted with ignorance by another boy who looks completely, accurately and positively (-) like my friend.

TOODLES,
Is.

Dear Z/S/Leon's/David's/Lampard's (and the list goes on)

Happy Birthday! You've now turned 19. I am so proud of you my sister, you've come this far. You really did make me proud, I am clueless of what you did/do tomake me pleased but you just do. Who would've thought you would want to wear a dress, high heels or flats? Well, I assumed that everyone's wishes of Ms. Levridge turning into a proper young lady have fulfilled, at last. Alhamdulillah, Syukran Ya Rasulullah Alaihi Solawatullah.

May Allah SWT & Rasulullah SAW shower you with blissful blessings and youth with the years to come. Do you know that you were my role model, before I joined Syabab? Do you know that you are pretty( not a les)? Do you know that you are going to be a professional guitarist? Do you know that you make me laugh, anytime? Do you know that I enjoyed being Gabe because it makes you laugh whenever I did his manly voice? Do you that I am elated that I call you Kakak Zakia? Do you know that I am damn proud of the fact that you are my sister?

I am truly sorry for accidentally breaking the apple of your eye, whiskey glass, for it was accidental. I am sorry if I do not present to you a gift on your birthday for you've always did. It's like a ritual for all of us and we never seem to break it. Anyways, I'd to apologize if I've done any excrable things to you like talking like Gabe to you, put a bamboo pole in front of the bathroom door while you're bathing, jump on the bed to wake you up, calling Leon a bitch, calling Lampard buncit, saying that your boyfriends were hideous when the actual fact was that MOST of them are pretty attractive. Nonetheless, release your worries of me having one of them or a few of them as my boyfriend(s) as I won't. Oh wait, the list goes on.

Anyways, what I'm saying is that, I'll get you a better gift, I swear! But for now, enjoy this gift whereby it's filled with nostalgia and the present. Happy birthday again, S.

XOXO,
GossipGirl(Gabe).

Do you realize?

'Hey Guys'

If we couldn't know, we wouldn't know. If we wouldn't know, we will never know. If we'll never know, there are two possible notions. Either we shouldn't know or the truth will be unveiled. Now I like the second notion, au naturel. Is that spot on? If not, inform me.

Whenever I reminisced to those scenes, I will be dejected. Words can never describe what level of "sadness" I was in. The only way it can be displayed is through the tone of my voice. You went to school to be educated, what is good and bad, positive and negative and the consequences you'll be facing are ever so not slightly slim.

It must have been the most burdensome task ever for you. You got to write the scripts, set up the scenes & direct the actors and actresses. Nevertheless, you were the lousiest director and as a result, the movie turned out to be the lousiest as well. Since when the director got to do all that? He or she would have received some help, right? I won't be in awe if I were to be informed that the director did everything on his or her own.

Nonetheless, it was such a delight to burst into laughter at some parts of the absurd scenes. I can't tell you, it's off the record. The movie was supposedly to be action-packed, mysterious and secrets kept unfold. The outcome though was the absolute opposite. Shocking isn't it? Oh well, another lesson learned. Right, mumma?

TOODLES,

Is.

B E W A R E !

I shall not talk about the major hatius incident. It will be futile. I can't pretend it did not occur as it did. Nevertheless, if I were to retrospect to that specific scene where we were looking at each other trying to decode the predicament, I cannot feel anything else in my heart. I was in a state of melancholic as a matter of fact. Oh well, what's the point in dwelling right?

East Coast Park was indeed where I went to celebrate Mum's turning to half a decade (do your own calculation) and yesterday. The trip was awesome and the water was well - salty. What do you expect? It's seawater. Oooh, I felt like I was in Mexico because of the aura, I presume. ;)

TOODLES,

Is.

A Lesson Learned

Nothing beats the taste of failure. Once you did, you wished you had never tasted it but it's too late for regrets, right? Once you've consumed it, you know what you got to do. Stop swallowing it and spit it out. No point dwelling on it, and not moving on.

We should head forward once we realized our mistakes. What's the point in dragging the obvious and not making an effort to sail forward or whatsoever that can make the situation better? I learned my lesson and learned it well. Very well.

On the other (random) hand, I'd like to refresh(F5) my dusty online diary. Oh, what a pity! The owner has abandoned it for what feels like centuries when it's only been a month. So here I am, ready to do what I do best! Oooh, I got a new ending phrase as well.

TOODLES,

Is.