Yeahh you

I'm declaring this a ghost blog. Because you know what I've been abondaning my bloggie for a very loooooooooong time. Reasons? I HATE it when people don't get what I really meant when I post something on my blog. That's why even my birthday wasn't written in this blog.

F@#k, straight to the point. I hate myself for doing that to you boy. I'm so sorry. My mind is all messed up. I'm just so S O R R Y. Now go hate me all you want.

Ahmad Eirfan Kamarudin

In the middle, is my brother Eirfan.

He went to SASER on the 7th of Jan.

And, I Miss Him. A lot :'(

Raif :)

I trained my little 3 years old cousin to called me eza. But no matter how hard he tried he could only called me Eja. Maybe Z was too alien like for him. Ye laa, alphabet last. Hehe. So anyway, it's always Eja all the time. He's at his utmost cutest when he says my name :')

He was at my place for just one day because my aunt had something going on here. The day after, they went back to my grandmother's place. Once they arrived, my aunt called my mum suddenly, saying that baby Raif kept crying and kept saying Eja. I guess, he missed me already? 

I swear I could never stop smiling. Aww. Such a darling! 

Why oh why

Once upon an evening, I started counting from June onwards, July, August, Sept... 

And I whispered to myself 

If still together mesti dah 3 years 8 months, whoa. 

Unfortunately, everyone terdengar. So my bad. 

Teacher was smiling so I said ;

Tak la teacher, dia probrably dah move on and bnyk lagi girls out there. Heh

And teacher said, 

Honestly Eza, guys are all the same. 

That kept me quiet.

-The End-

Once my patrick

If you love someone, let them go

If they return to you, it was meant to be

If they don't, their love was never yours to begin with

He never returned. So, I guess he moved on, and so should I. I'm happy if he is happy. And for that reason, i stopped crying. I mean, that's the whole point of love kann? Let your loved ones be happy for no matter what , when , or with who they are with . There's no point looking back because I know that can never happen again. And so, everyday, I'm looking forward to live my life, without him but with memories of him. 

He is not mine to love anymore. I learnt to accept that.