My 2 days of break went to fast and furious for me, it's hello mon-dayne tomorrow.

One place I hate to go, hospitals. The smell of raw medicine, really quite corridors, and especially patients wrapped up in bandages etc. For the 4th time(or maybe 5th?), Adam's involved in an accident, this time it's a serious. At the time when I got the news, my heart felt really heavy, coz you see, we were supposed to meet for supper with the regulars that night. So let's say we did, things would changed right. Anyways, the feeling when I saw him in that condition, I don't know what's the exact word for it, but it's sad, sympathy, thankful and glee all in one. It wasn't really a sad story after, funnily(and thankfully) there wasn't even a scratch on his face, and on his watch too! Frederick even joked about the hanger on top of him, that he has to prepare for public tranports in the future. Whatever he is, Man of Titanium(as he proclaimed), we all want him to get better. :)

Because sometimes, I'll only say what I want/gonna do, but I don't actually get down to business. It's not just about proscatinations only, I'm a victim of circumstances, I guess. Or that might just be an excuse for me. Right now, I'm not that same person you can have consequences on, I've grown a little bit stronger and I've learn how to heck-care; it's allright to be slefish to the right people who've done you wrong. You've slam-dunked, chiselled, blended(and whatever that severs things) my heart so many times, this time around, I'm very sure I'll never let you do that again. I've come to realise that all these while, it's me who wants you to understand, you never did, instead it's the other way round, well guess what, I don't think I know you enough, and I gave up understanding you. Simply said, friends don't do this to one another.

Bitterness aside, Saturday was way beyond awesome. I tire myself by being out the whole day, but it was well spent. From breakfast, to Jalan Merah Saga for the not-yet-started Batman Forever exhibition, to catching Notebook by the pond, to Botak Jones and finally Clarke Quay, all I had in my head was happy thoughts.

I jaba-bang-bang your guts, you can break me, and you know it.

Faiz said, "I know the things that make you happy Dayana. Food(he knows me best) and retail theraphy, period." I guess, it doesn't take a lot to tell how special you are to someone else. Call me messy, lazy, cranky, anything you want, this boy holds a very special place in my heart, minus the fact that he can be fucking annoying. :)

I want to continue blogging, but this eyes of mine, they're getting real heavy now. Goodnight world, make love, make peace. Does that even make sense....................