why i rewalked my memory lane

I don't know what makes today, or what happened till today makes anything.

I shut my eye lids and faced the mirror, i saw my reflection, internally.

I remembered my first of everything, from my first plane ride to my first love, her.



yeap, that's her. with me looking rather retarded =D

I remembered our first long phone call, yes i can still recall the date. 31st August 2005.

I remembered our first never ending msn conversation window, which remained as a saved file on my computer till today.

I rekindled the message of my confession too, the message is gone but the phone used is still with me though.

I remembered everything that we did together, from day one.

But one thing I will laugh about my self is me being a kid with a raw mind about this matter called L.O.V.E.

I thought i knew every single thing till my friends called me a doctor since I give very long wounded yet effective and plausible advice to my friends when they are in a heartbreak crisis. But I learned that from memorable lines from movies and also the "xxx" section in Star Two every Wednesday. It used to be called "bring it to big bro" before a more extreme name such as "xxx" was given.

I thought crying would solve everything, and nope, it proved me wrong as it is the oil for the fire.

I thought blabbering every detail out publicly will make a difference, but once again the order of nature proved me wrong. People just said "awww" but there's nothing they could do.

I thought being a nonsense to my mother will make her understands me, but in return, she did something beyond anyone with a brutal heart could had done.

And yet, that is the main factor of the fatality and the occurrence of a heart wrecking incident, and this also marks the point where i needed to grow up and be more mature and not act like I know everything.

But without all that as stated above, I would have been someone who still believes in a tale, a fairy tale. Reading back, I sounds so naive.

And thus, I entered a state of depression and migrated to a mood which is called EMO. Frequent mood swings, vulgar words. And I thought people would have understand my situation and give and take, but no it did not happened. Because I realized that I must be the one to control my self and not exposed my weakness and anger which will only cause people to dislike you and what not.

One thing that I never expected was to be friends again, really close friends.

I always thought after all this ended, the common thing is for both side to ignore each other, look down or up when passing by, try to act like you are talking to the person beside you when she or he passes by, or worst come to worst, you will hate each other, and it did happened to me.

I didn't know how it happened, and more precisely how can it even happen?

Not to forget we were still consider kids that time, HAHA.

But when you know you get to befriend again with some you loved, hated, fought, scolded again, you will look up and shout in appreciation "it's a miracle". And what not being able to talk endlessly like those times?

Who says when both people break up they cant be friends? I think we had proved that statement wrong.

I feel so thankful for everything that happened till today which made me grow, thought I still have a long way to go. Which have changed me and reminds me that the sky is the limit and we must never limit our self in this sort of matter at all.

Now, I believe in possibilities and not impossibilities.

Just look at us two, its just great to be where we are today and not to look back at our history.

Before this ends, a rather funny picture of us two =D



And no, we wasn't in Japan.

HAHA. =D

Hope this opened up your mind dear readers, =)