remember when we were little, mum and dad always warned us kids not to to mingle around ,playing with things that are full of hazards?

i loved to play around with matches. the feeling when i managed to get that little stick to light was pleasing. the flame is small, however, when we touch it, that little flame wud still scarred our hand. haha. serve us right for not heeding to our parent's advice nohh. yahh3.

aku random aku tawu.

sooopeerr bored. :D

was running with Naeemah for her 2.4km run-maybe thats when my stud fell of from my navel.

suddenly i felt like giving up.

yes, i noe its wrong of me to torture you with those blades and knife.

guilt engulfed my world like no one's business after knowing that ure hurt.
-but im fine now :) can see that u're too. :)
perhaps just by looking from the surface and acting as if u understood everything can be a major unsolved puzzle.
ow well , im chickening out, as u can see.
im scared.

lets get this grieving n solemnising process over with aite wa.

so ,

may u hev all the joy of the world.
trip-ing.trip-ing.*
im sorry.

God bless u.