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maybe it's true that i can't live without you
Written on Wednesday, November 11, 2009 @ 3:40 PM

Have you ever regretted not believing in yourself when you found out you actually had the opportunity last time but it's too late now? Goodness, I feel so sick.

I have a weak heart. One that cries over the littlest thing. One that falls easily. One that sinks easily. And obviously, one that can fall back for someone she ever liked easily. I may look strong and bitchy on the outside but I am so weak in the inside. Really.

Something happened recently and I swear I feel more emotionally blocked than I was before. And also to have Fahmi Iskandar confessing to me about the girl he likes which makes him sad too. It's so complicated and depressing having people you like/ever liked telling you about what their heart feels for another person. He said, "kadang2 I sedih sendiri". Hah. And so, I said, "I guess we're on the same chapter, same page, same paragraph, same line, same sentence."

See, this is the reason for mine & Hakeem's relationship. I guess out of all guys I know, he knows me best. Unfortunately, he's starting to think like the others. Who cares now. Tsk.

Kay, pressing on.

Yesterday we had late night practice. Me & sister thought we were late but when we reached, Kak Ayu wasn't there. There were only Saheera, Kak Su, Mizah, Faz, Azura, Ahtun. And the people there was staring at us as though we were prostitutes. And yeah, we were right. Kak Ayu and Abang Farid came with no keys. So we waited for Abang Murah Mansyah at the coffeshop opposite our dance studio. Some had their dinner, some just sat down and shared stories. Kay, Kak Su reached early, so she waited at the drugstore beside dance studio 1. Suddenly, she noticed this almost stroke guy following her. Then she waited for us at the MRT entrance which wasn't a wise option. Haa.

Then, Kak Ayu shared a story that happened to her when she was with her husband, Abang Rino and Abang Farid, if I'm not wrong. A man followed her everywhere she go. Then Abang Rino approached that man and said, "Eh your eyes uh!" and he replied, "Sorry uh sorry. I looking at my friend uh." Then Abang Rino said, "You watch out uh!"

Kay after we finished story telling session, Abang Murah still didn't turn up. Suddenly this man came from the dark and called one of us as though we were prostitutes. While calling one of us to come to him, he said, "How much? How much?" Then Abang Farid, being the 'bapak ayam', hehehe, I mean, the man, he took action. He said in a loud tone, "What? What you say?" Then the man realised that we weren't prostitutes. And the whole convo went like this:

Man: Sorry uh sorry. I asking only.
Abang Farid: No, no what you say?!
Man: How much? Nevermind nevermind. I asking only.
Abang Farid: What what? How much!!?
Man: No no, sorry uh. Sorry. *walked away quickly*

Frankly speaking, we didn't even look like prostitutes. We were wearing long-sleeves. Chatting like normal people while Kak Ayu and Abang Farid smoke. Then, we couldn't take it, Abang Farid & Kak Ayu break in. In a good intention. Because Abang Murah Mansyah wasn't there yet! So we practiced our pandangan, bentuk, rendah at some parts and positions. Yup.

I'm left with practice with my schoolmates on Friday to correct the front people steps and on the night of that Friday with SW ladies to practice our 5 basics. And then show and then Performing Arts School is closed for holidays till 9 January. Yayy! Then, work comes in (:

Tatatititutu.
Love you ^^




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