You know what you miss? Me, blogging. Hehehehe. But no, seriously. You wanna know what I miss? I miss the old days when me and my cousins lived under one roof. My grandma's house. We didn't live together in that house forever though. Most of them moved out as their parents got jobs and houses elsewhere. Despite that, we always had the greatest get-togethers when Ramadhan comes around, and not to mention Eid-ul Fitri. Ahhh. Good times. Todo para la familia. Everything for the family.

Anyway. The other day, I was just thinking. Not a lot of people can handle dating someone from the same circle of friends you come from, eh? I mean, it's all good when you're together, but at some point, everything gets fucked up, nothing works out and you've no choice but to end it. Some people just can't handle it. They would prefer not to talk or anything. Not even eye-contact, man. It's like they just block you out. It's kind of sad, really. Along with it, the feeling of extreme, uttermost, bottomless, ultimate hate. Wait, that's not the word. It's beyond hate. It's loathe. I mean, if you ask me, I'm always up for the whole forgive and forget thing, as long as, there's co-operation going on. I'm not one who keeps grudges. It, obviously, isn't healthy. Plus, it's always healthy to smile and at least pretend everything's okay, rather than go all emo about it. Life goes on, right? So many fish, there in the sea~

And I know a lot of ex-items who still remain as friends, and I love seeing that. I go all hippie and shit, you know? Makes me so happy.

On another note, I can't wait for summer break. I've only sat for one AS paper out of four and I'm already planning my summer. How lovely. Someone needs to slap me. But hey, I bet everyone's planning their summer already anyway. There are so many things I want to do. I'm so excited!

And yes. I'm supposed to be revising for Psychology. I've skipped a week of school so far. Going two weeks. Hell to the yeah. Shut up.

You know what you miss? Me, blogging. Hehehehe. But no, seriously. You wanna know what I miss? I miss the old days when me and my cousins lived under one roof. My grandma's house. We didn't live together in that house forever though. Most of them moved out as their parents got jobs and houses elsewhere. Despite that, we always had the greatest get-togethers when Ramadhan comes around, and not to mention Eid-ul Fitri. Ahhh. Good times. Todo para la familia. Everything for the family.

Anyway. The other day, I was just thinking. Not a lot of people can handle dating someone from the same circle of friends you come from, eh? I mean, it's all good when you're together, but at some point, everything gets fucked up, nothing works out and you've no choice but to end it. Some people just can't handle it. They would prefer not to talk or anything. Not even eye-contact, man. It's like they just block you out. It's kind of sad, really. Along with it, the feeling of extreme, uttermost, bottomless, ultimate hate. Wait, that's not the word. It's beyond hate. It's loathe. I mean, if you ask me, I'm always up for the whole forgive and forget thing, as long as, there's co-operation going on. I'm not one who keeps grudges. It, obviously, isn't healthy. Plus, it's always healthy to smile and at least pretend everything's okay, rather than go all emo about it. Life goes on, right? So many fish, there in the sea~

And I know a lot of ex-items who still remain as friends, and I love seeing that. I go all hippie and shit, you know? Makes me so happy.

On another note, I can't wait for summer break. I've only sat for one AS paper out of four and I'm already planning my summer. How lovely. Someone needs to slap me. But hey, I bet everyone's planning their summer already anyway. There are so many things I want to do. I'm so excited!

And yes. I'm supposed to be revising for Psychology. I've skipped a week of school so far. Going two weeks. Hell to the yeah. Shut up.