Let The Stars Shine, Tonight.
April 26, 2009
Just take my hand,
I'm calling you out,
Now I've shown you my heart,
So take it away...It is Aniq Raiyan Seah Jie Jun and Andi Haikal Seah Jie Lun's birthday party today.
Their birthdays, if i'm not wrong are just a few days away so, they made the party today days before their separate birthdays.
And, Just in case you haven't notice, my dad's side of the family is multi-racial,
Jai Ho! :D
Well, the party was quite normal andddd obviously, noisy with all my aunts and uncles talking super loudly and them karaoke-ing = MASSIVE HEADACHE.
They sang to very very old tunes that my parents would listen to and things like that.
It, overall was fun though. I had fun and it's a coincidence that Wan, Angah and I have the same phone but theirs are the E71 version, just a teeny-bit different from mine.
The KWB Camwhored to the max while i, talked to Akmal and thought Mus'ab the names of primary colours. (;
Cheeey wah.
I Can't Move On...
Unbeautiful somehow reminds me of SYF and I do not know why.
It's weird because Unbeautiful's lyrics doesn't have anything that has got to do with performances or anything like that. Gah.
It reminds me of the whole lot of pain i'm going through too... which is, sustaining all of these...
The friendship, the feelings and wayyy lot more.
Have anyone really actually feel how I have been feeling these past few weeks?
Everything is inevitable, predictable, sure to happen.
I am only at a level where I can go through bearable pain.
Not like what i am going through.
It is sure to not settle.
It is going to go on and on and on.
Who is never going to get tired of it all?
Because I, honestly... I, already am.
So dramatic, so full of jealousy, heartbreaks...
Okay, maybe one thing occurring is not that bad but a whole lot is.
I have to care about quite a lot of people and their feelings.
What about mine?
People do care and ask me if i am okay and if i'm fine...
I say I am but i don't really mean it.
There is a lot more to what i am writing here.
I have to let it out.
I want you now...
I want the old old you back.
you, who'd listen to everything.
you, the person who'd help me go through it all even when you have problems.
you would put yourself in my shoes, care so very much about me and worry about me every night.
Asking me if i am really okay.
I want you, back.
I want the old you back.
I want the conversations we would use to have...
But now you're not okay, I think I should never bother you unless you really are already okay.
Just so you know, I really, really miss you.
And i wonder what i have done to cause all these...
