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Aisyah Aini<3
The people that really know you is when they look into your eyes and know what you're feeling - an unspoken understanding - especially if you're someone who doesn't like talking:D

Learning about a person's character is like reading a book - You won't know the story if you only read the first page.
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AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH !
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why now, when it's all too late.
Friday, August 07, 2009
Oh my, the hum drum of my Eighteen birthday. I forgot my own birthday - not the first thing that came into my mind when I woke up. Only until, I was in the toilet relieving myself is when I remembered. I don't find anything special in my birthdays, it became meaningless to me since a few years back. I'm only getting a year older, hopefully a year wiser. Plus, I'm legal now. I wasn't up for anything, all I could ever thing think of doing is being alone by myself.(Yeah, I know I'm being such an emoshithead on my 18th birthday.)Like I said earlier, it's not a big deal to me.




We had to watched lame KiteFlying that felt like forever. I dtiched that place and went home. Took the bus, the train, the bus. You know the works - my life is becoming a routine and if I don't do something about it soon, Imma gonna go bonkers - I swear. I slept, then I woke up thinking it's already over. I changed and got ready went to Queensway then to B.Gombak then home again. I know I'm skipping out on all the details. Bear with me.




Alright, I'm going to lay it all out on the table. No more secrets, no more "half-truth". No sheild, no barriers, no walls. Just plain bare, naked me.(Of course not literally.)
This is it..


Like clockwork, like a timer setting off. It's the same every year. It's similar like tonignt. They fall like there's too much to be kept. Like it's meant to be shared. Like anyone ever cared. Oh,I thought it was gone. But now, it's back and I am confused. Don't what I'm to do. Like reality slapped on my face. Rude awakening, calling out. Change. Or it'll only be the same. Same.
Oh I've had too much for the day. Wanted to be alone but you won't let me. No, you won't let me. All that I could ever need are wishes. Not the out-of-the-world ones but simple ones. Too simple you don't have to wish for it. But I guess it differs among people.


Obviously, I'm in a horrible rut.


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