Happy Birthday,Friends :)

August 09,2012. Happy 20th birthday to my friends Anisah and Atikah. I just realized that I have to steal a little more time to keep this blog alive. So today is my friends birthday,both the A's. Anisah and Atikah. I'm sure that they will be smiling all day and nothing they can do except be thankful for such a wonderful birthday. I'm sorry because we didn't get any free time during your birthday. So we didn't have an opportunity to celebrate it just like what we used to do the previous year.

Triple A. From left, Atikah - Anis - Anisah :)

All that I can do is to wish all the best for both of you. Have a wonderful birthday ahead. Remember that it's funny how things can drastically change every single day. As we have grown older, we are immensely grateful for all the things that we have. Some things don't last forever, but some things do. As it stands now, the thing as far as all of us have been getting better eventhough we were left with a broken heart along our life journey. Therefore, enjoy and live your life to the fullest. Just do it and enjoy every moment that will come along the way. Happy 20th birthday,fellas :)

The Typewriter,

-Anis-

# 10 - Nobody =)

Nobody knows the real me. Nobody knows how many times I have sat in my room and cried, how many times I have lost hope, how many times I have been let down. Nobody knows how many times I have to hold back tears, how many times I have felt like I’m about to snap but don’t just for the sake of others. Nobody knows the thoughts that go through my head whenever I’m sad, how horrible they truly are. Nobody knows me, and sometimes this is what I like most.

Genting Highlands, July 2012

Those feelings you have that you so desperately want to scream out but you can’t because it will just start a drama that you are not ready to deal with so you just keep them inside and let them fester until it is the right time to just say it.I have always wanted to be the one of those people who didn’t really care that much about what people thought about them. But I just don’t think I am. I am fragile.

The Typewriter,

-Anis-