NDP is over. pheewww! and now i'm free on saturdays. :)
this sat will be not free, of course! gathering with the OJs. i can't wait for the day and lets hope tt my dad allow me.. yea..always go out on saturday.. i miss seeing akhbar, shabbir and safuan.. and really hope tt everything will be gg smooth. and will be having our dinner at lau pasat.
for last sat, after the ndp, met old classmates at marina, wanted to have our late dinner. i totally forgot to snap our pics. ape punye dayah! as usual when im with aisyah, the only thing is we laugh..gossip, laugh, talk, laugh, kutok2... tuh jek keje kite.. hahaha!
& went to gym yesterday, didn't do well for treadmill. just cover 1.2km and tts it im tired. i think i can't really breathe as im having bad cough. you know how much i hate cough?! i keep telling my friends i rather got flu than cough.. sounds like a dog. hahaha! ok, just do some workout.. cycling as per normal and get home. this time we spent only like an hour thr..otw home, i saw precious, the national player. then aisyah and me were like jakons.. mcm proud la.. can see him padehal i see him quite often ard my area and was like guessing he stay ard my area too..
i walked under shelter towards my blk and aisyah alrd taking the bridge, and as i walk, suddenly i saw a man run so fast as if he was been chased by someone but i couldn't see from whr he was as the wall blocking me. so i didn't think of anything..wait for the lift and i saw this woman with her bicycle at the letterbox, after done with everything, she turned and suddenly asked me, "my bag?!" just then i realised the man earlier tt i saw stole her bag! panic!! so panic tt i nvr say a word but just point the direction whr he ran! she chased after him while im standing thr trying to figure it how to save.. & just went home quick to let my mum know.. and she was so curious tt she wanted to go down and help..even forced me to come down...so i did. later, tt woman talked to me and asked my help too.. soon, the polices came, investigate take down my particulars and bla bla bla.. the poor thing abt her is, inside the bag consists her biz stuffs, crdit cards.. really pity and suddenly i was a bit like guilty for not helping her. and i really hope tt she will get the bag asap. and im so freaking scared to go home at night... why under my blk?! errmm...
and ive been telling to my friends a few times abt tt story.
i used to worship him in my life.. telling the entire world how grateful and proud to have him always.. how lucky am i to have one in a million kind of guy.. he came when i need someone to turn to, he's the one who always here for me, he's the one who pick me up when i was down. he's my listener, listens to my problems, he's my sunshine when my clouds turns grey and he's the one that i named my perfect man.
loving and strict. admire his kind heart, admire the way he brought himself up.. admire him for being so indepent and the way he struggle to support himself. afterall we've been through, it so hard for me to just let it go.. but somehow this is one matter tt we couldn't avoid. suddenly my weekends been so lonely and theres nomore fridays evening dates with him. since he left, i find it somehow my life worth nothing. meaningless. but tt doesn't mean im gg to commit suicide. miss him so bad tt leads me crying like a downpour.. crying to sleep remembering our beautiful memories.. living with full of regrets... and the more i spend my time alone, the more i keep thinking of him. even i say i hate you but somehow, deep inside still loving you.
even it was a brief r/ship, he teach me alot abt life and love.
