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Summer,at last

11 June - 14 June; Bangkok,Thailand.
Departure: 09.25am
Arrive: 11.35am

15 June - 17 June; KL
July 17: Pops birthdayy :D

18 June - 18 July;Jakarta,Indonesia.
Departure: 16.15pm
Arrive:18.20pm

19 July; KL

20 July - 26 July; Perth,Australia.

27 July - 29 July;KL

30 July - 3 August; Redang,Malaysia.

3 August - forever (until further notice); KL.

5 August; School starts. Summers over :(





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Wednesday, October 29, 2008

listening..almost enjoying.
Every strum is a single flash of memory, a short, sweet, and cynical memories.
Memories not worth of remembering, but yet one of those you always want to remember.
The melody almost as heavenly as a lullaby, floating around the small, white room, decorated by colorful work of art, the opposite color of her barely beating heart.
The dimmed lights, the chills in the air burns straight to her brain, making everything more clear, every touch, every smile, every movement she could possibly remember while he was still around.
she collects old pictures that can make her smile, but she saw it behind the curtain and it can only make her cry, knowing that everything she knew, their world, their happiness, their everything is all gone, memories, just memories.
His old beaten guitar sitting silently on the corner waiting to be played, at least one more time. The tape is still rolling, the music is still gracefully playing, accompanying her in her sadness and tears. She knew, tomorrow she will wake and find nothing on the side of her bed, nothing warm nothing soft, nothing.
As she music stops, she closed her eyes, trying to picture him as if he was really there, beside her, holding her like he always does. She re-generate his smell, the texture of his hard soft skin, colliding against her cold delicate face. Again, a small shimmering droplets fell out of her black round eyes as she tries to erase those fata morgana, realizing she just tear her broken heart to smaller pieces. She missed him a lot, the long-written letters, the heavy-gentle voice, the angel-carved smile. She knew he was not coming back. She can forget those littlest things she loves, she knows now, he's smiling her favorite smile somewhere up there, in between clouds, watching her, and waiting, she finally settled and lay down, she smiled for once after the whole 2 months, knowing one day, destiny will bring her to him. They will forever be together, and all this will just be a nightmare she can simply forget.

~Across The Universe - The Beatles~