will ya help me?

as i was sitting on the bed, waiting to shower, i cant help but to feel detached.. from everything.. old memories said hi, force me to reminisce, to travel back in time.. and i ended up back in that room where i stayed for a very long time feeling miserable and empty..
it's like coming back home, looking into the mirror, and i don't even recognize the person staring back at me..

90 days.

how many days in a month? average is 30. how many hours in a month? 30 x 24 equals to 720 hours. how many minutes in a month? how many seconds?

in a month.. x 3.

falling.

sometimes, i hope. a hope that gives me hopes. a hope that surely, will surely broken my fragmented heart, a heart that is still healing, a heart that is scarred. and apart from knowing it all too well, this heart still hopes, hoping you'll figure it out soon.. figure out that my heart hopes for you to kno that im hoping..

socially awkward.

induction, why now??? why not last month? or the month before? im emotionally not prepared for this, to leave everything behind... now? now? why now???

meeting new people? I.SUCK.

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pondering -- is, by nature and definition, a slow process.

acceptance. that, im still learning.

lunch in bed :)

because mumsy went to penang this weekend, and im a lazybum---
so this i had for lunch,

and watching episodes of gilmore girls.. again.
nostalgic!