getting there

woke up at 12pm

feeling all ready to do some cleaning up.

before i could realise. it turned dark already

pffooooo

meaning the whole of afternoon doing chores!

wonderful

ogay at least

wardrobe packed, working table packed, accesories table packed, cds cleaned, magazines packed.

left with store room!

kill mee....

feeling better compared to the previous days i had

i am getting there already

"i am better off without you"

images still running through like film strips

and its amazing how things start and end

i still do remember the way you smile at me,

the way you look into my eyes

the way you grip my palm

your gentle touch

the softness of your kiss

perhaps my heart isnt broken at all

perhaps its not that painful than what i thought

perhaps i shall take things a little easier

why not?

*****

today was packing my wardrobe,

realised wardrobe is over loaded

ought to give up certain clothes in order to fix in the new ones

i toook a loooooooong time deciding, cause is just too hard to let go even though i dont wear them anymore

i dont want to throw things away and then after a few mths telling myself

"aiyah wasted, i shouldnt have threw that away"

but still

i threw them after much hesitation

cause i know if i dont throw the old ones, new ones will not get to come in.

worst still the old ones will collect dust and dirty my wardrobe

isnt it similar to life?

and what i am going through?

even how painful and how difficult to let that person go

you still have to when time is up

i dont want to runaway from pain

i want to face it and let it go

probably is not that painful after all?

when you can finally breathe and face the world

goodbye to my doom love

on a lighter note

tomorrow off to km8!

man.... the beach is the start of my beautiful life.

where i can breathe more than usual

i gonna ignore all troubles and treasure the very moment of the beautiful day.

goodnight sillybillies!