Sparkling rainbow colored rays of light bursting in the sky bringing joy and laughter towards the humans that are witnessing this occasion. White lights flashing from the phones and cameras by those who wanted to capture the moment and to keep it forever on a piece of expensive paper. But that is all there is to it.
After the fireworks, sometimes during the breathtaking burst of lights, things might go wrong; the kid with a sensitive heart might be shocked causing him/her to take their last breath. Even adults might make the wrong move, being at the wrong place and the fireworks were aimed right at their body. The result? Their organs have to be stitched up to fit them in their coffins.
But who's at fault when those incidents happen?
The supplier? The buyer? The one who initiated the plan for the fireworks? The fireworks itself? The kid? The adult who happens to be at the wrong place?
What we need to understand is no one is able to understand what another person is going through.
The last couple of months, I fell into a phase where the light is difficult to see. I'm not saying my surrounding is always pitch black but it feels like I'm floating to nowhere. Do I feel lost? Not really. Do I know where I'm heading towards? The answer is exactly like the one in the previous question.
I do share my thoughts with my friends but after listening to their feedback, I realized I will never be genuinely happy unless the truth comes out from the only person that knows the answers to my questions.
And this made me realized, during those times when I listen to my friends hardship, how often does my advises actually hits them right in the feels? Probably one time, two or maybe never. Because like myself, they (the one going through a difficult period), know that what they are going through will never hits me (the listener), right in the feels anyway.
So what I'm saying is, it's okay for you to not understand someone. And it's okay for someone else to not understand you.
The problems you have right now, no matter what it is, has already been written to be as one of your past, it's the memories that will make you stronger in the future.
Those unanswered questions? One day, you won't be needing the answers anymore.
I've been gone for soooo long that I almost forgot the existence of this blog! I remember starting this as a diary meant to be shared with anyone who cares to read this blog, but I guess I've been busy making myself busy (if that make sense) to remember posting anything here, hehe.
So I recently met up with my friends & it was fun. The last time we saw each other was quite some time ago, maybe about 2 or 3 months back? I'm really glad that we all understand the beauty of our friendship is we can go on not talking for months but the moment we see each other, we're like... not awkward? Haha. Like in all seriousness, there's not even an inch of the awkwardness vibe.
As usual, not everyone could make it and it'll be more fun if everyone was around. But I'm pretty sure this raya there's a higher possibility we could hang out with one another.
P/s: The night we hung out was the night I realized I'm an old person in the inside. It was 10PM when I started yawning like crazy. I reached back home around midnight and I had the worst headache the next day after, for not sleeping early enough, lol.
It's never too late to start the "New Year, New Me" deal.
I have been constantly wasting my time everyday by scrolling through all the social medias back to back for the past few years. Today, (okay, a few minutes ago to be exact), I decided to delete all my accounts. I am officially free from Twitter and Instagram. I turn off the notification for Whatsapp too. Unfortunately I can't delete this app because it's the only way I communicate with everyone; family and friends.
For sure I will update you guys on how my 'new' life is, in a month time!
Carless: Someone who doesn't own a motor vehicle
Well, in my case, I ditched my car.
It all started when I live out of the campus area in my 2nd semester and the public bus is a convenient transportation but lets get real, driving a car is way better especially when you're late to class. (Psst, another alternative is to just skip class... jk!)
I'm currently on my 4th semester of ACCA and I applied for the uni dorms. I'm so glad I got accepted and class is just 5 minutes away by walking. This also means I've no reason to keep my Myvi car with me because obviously classes, sources for food and other basic needs are all accessible by walking. Thus, with a heavy heart and teary eyes, we parted ways; I went to Shah Alam by train leaving my car behind, sobs. Haha.
Registration day was shockingly exhausting this time round. If you're an ACCA student from UiTM, you would know why. (Well, most of you will probably know why anyway). I've always love the vibe on this day because you get to see your friends; the ones who are close to you and vice versa. P/s: I like them all either way.
Trying to survive. From Malaysia. 21. ACCA. Feel free to comment for any inquiries!