
this week was eventful.
what with j1 feeling fab, national day, aries melayus date, ukhuwwah, and the date with dearest godbrother.
it's been ages since i met him (if i'm not wrong, since i broke up with the ex). Though he's still the same scandalous playboy who thinks he's the hottest guy on earth, he's more mature now. and it was nice pouring our hearts out at the terminal 2 viewing mall. but in actual fact, thinking about life makes me sad. it's sad to know how people have changed, even myself. most of the time, i'll hide the bitterness behind a smile. this also explains why most of the time, i'll suddenly keep silent in the middle of a conversation. emo moments indeed.
there were some malay families around us and their watchful eyes were conveying something along the lines of, "what's this minah tudung doing with a mat?" but nah, no chance people, i dont go for younger guys, no?
ohyes. and please stop asking if i'm attached alright? because i got this from way too many people this week