Faintly heard my story? Well to the lead to an engaged scheduled for the past weeks. You know why? Didn't have to explain why, do I? Well, I seek your upmostly sorry if I had to leave this blog under 'untouched' cause in voe, I am sickeningly uphold by everything.
Halt about the sorry, cause I am feying to update at this minute depriving my previous unwritten post.
Yesterday wasn't much to recount cause I predicted its far too sympathetic to acquaint. No comment, thats an absolute.
Happy teachers day? And it pretty born me into doom boredness. Arrived school and the next minute I co-insight was Dillon who was barely rooting in front of the school gate. God, I can seriously name after a 'blind' kid without my specs on. I scarce knowing its Dillon but well, he nudge me on so yea, I waited for in front of the school gate. Next thing, Sheela and Maria arrived with buffets of foods unloading from the cab. I held a hand. We reached sooner than early than the our classmates, I guess. So yea, sit and stare, for me. I forbear waiting for Asyura.
Hey, its been 2whole days since I last sighted her, for crying out loud and I'm to the core awaiting her maybe-yes-maybe-not presence.
But to her presence, my anxiete faded and its seem normal. Too normal to be true. I precide her presence. IMY loads, do you guess me?
Wahkehs. Had a brief party and had had to head off to the hall for the just-in-case-early attendance before the HTD concert starts we had had a few dance tryouts. But at every moment I danceout, all I crave granting was Asyura to be in the squad, but its just extendingly impoisty.
I barely ran out of words of commenting our performance as I flunked out. Dare I blame anyone? I guess, we did great, do we?
Of all, Liyana was all I sight. She was either grinning or beaming at me? I couldn't bare to loose aim and hardly focus. Slap me? Cause I don't wish to continue no more.
I headed to wgps after that. Encountered ex-wgps was much than a touching love story. God, everything changes. I mean like mostly everything, but one thing that remain. The warmth I sensed flowing. The crowd noises.
I probably be seeming then but the euphoria written in my dearie galpals.
I was eminently hungry. So me, Hafizah and Hazirah head to banquet to cwp for our late lunch while Hanis went back home due to the I-am-broke state. We had our meals all in the same stall.
After our lunch, I'd pulled them to Popular bookstore to sneak the new-arrivals book. There's just too much that caught me, but what book could you purchase with a pathetic $5.65? Fairytales, prehaps?
Its nearly dawn and we venting to head back home. Due to living in the nearest estates, we took the same bus home together. In the sequence when Hafizah alighted first, followed by me, then Hazirah, consequetively.
I wouldn't have recover from long since blithe if not for this 3Hs girls. I love them from the name of God.
P.S. Wish I could live by the old days? Can I?