A relative once said- there's a lot to worry when you don't know what's happening with the people around you. In fact, it's true. But as long as we find our own truths,our own reasons, we don't need to care about what they say. A sacred thing called trust,is hard to earn these days.. I've learnt it the hard way. Having it and keeping it. To the right people, to whom are deserving of my trust. Because, no matter what, trust comes from a gut feel that someone will get your back covered no matter what. I'm learning to listen to my intuition more often.
I went to Roadkill's gig on last Saturday. I was there to support a friend. Their guitar riffs were fucking damn awesome. And there was a mosh where one guy actually tore his pants.That was so funny! Went with alifi and muthu. One of the organisers said my front teeth is cute.WTF sia..both of them were still teasing me about it.
After that, we went to meet sha's other frens; iman, hafifi & his gf, and 3 guys i can't remember their names.. They teased me with one of the guys, i guess they were just bored. But they were really nice. Then we all went for dinner and shisha at Al Majlis. I didn't know the effects of trying shisha has gotten me to smoke so much. Seriously i never have reflected why. Maybe because I just want to feel better that day. Or maybe because no one else is puffing so instead of wasting the money we paid for it,might as well I finish the damn thing..
There's a young designer competition held at heerens this coming sunday. I'm taking part in it with my two friends. Honestly,i never would have expected to say yes in joining,but..WHAT THE HECK. For the fun of it. I want some adrenaline. Some of my schoolmates joined too,which makes the aura wierd..LOL.Let's just say whatever to that.HAHAAH. I just want to have a good time in that competition.
xoxo
zimzim
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