.new days ahead.
i wish i could play this better on guitar.
i was tip-toeing down the aisle making sure that the line is clear to play hide-and-seek.
i was too bored that going to Rosinka - ( this ) and ( this ) were the next best thing to do.
(these happened quite some time ago)
i have discovered that life is all about facts and fictions.
i have learned that things aren't always in black and white.
they can't just turn black into white and even vice versa.
there's a whole lot of greys in between the sea.
and fyi, i have been to both ends of the rainbow, and oh boy, they aren't pretty at all.
get me someone who knows how to balance between when to be honest and when to hold back.
i need to learn from him/her.
( new year's eve ) was somehow fun in a way that i really enjoyed the company of acquaintanceship of mine.
received a new jumper from ONLY, a Mark & Spencer bracelet and an angel-shaking statue during the exchange prezzies.
the moment when everyone just can't wait for their change in return.
i like that.
and yeah, UNO was played like the night never ends.
a toast for the future that might changed.
my crib was way better than before.
pretty satisfied than ever.
nostalgias alighted among the pictures in my frame after rearranging them.
things were so much cooler.
and very much thankful for that and yes, things i didn't asked for did not happen.
i started rolling my dice and into the tunnel being so naive, not knowing what will the days ahead would come up with.
after the long journey to the end, i've came out a little bit stronger, a little wiser and i know i could hold on when i am falling down, stumbling over rocks of hardness and rolling on the ground that leaves me with bruises.
looking back on the past year that was only five days ago, i know of people whom i was close to and whom i should permanently detached at almost the right amount, almost.
making brands and labels of people hurts the victim receiving.
it is a hard lesson to learn, so swallow your words and bite your tongue.
please be a role model to others.
i truly appreciate that.
( he is something, i think.. but i like.. )
p.s: sometimes things are wonderful the way they are.
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Omigosh! That song brings back so many memories. Hehehe missing the good old days.
Ahh... the late 90s...
munira: sgt kann?? i remembered a.nizar taught me this song on guitar. i played quite well, along with the bass.haha.. now, not anymore.
tak pgg guitar pun..lala.. =)
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