xoxo, rosette

It's a Wednesday.

I miss Tuesday. Finally, I am able to go back home with somebody I can talk to, I can share music with, without my eyes close a single second on the bus.

I went to the beach yesterday. It is a last minute chill-out. Since I was already in Bus 966, why not? I miss the breeze. I was wondering when was the last time I chill there. When was that? Sun was setting, home, I coming.

You know, I skipped class today. Today is Wednesday.
Yes, which used to be my favourite day of the week. Because, Year 3 ain't in school, and it's my favourite module.

Sadly, I am unable to enjoy this anymore because I am not happy with the arrangements. Okay fine, I am pissed.

I watched the lakehouse in the library. For the second time, for so long, still a good show for me. Thou the content is a bit confusing and some might say, lame. But, I like it.

I love the song. - This never happened before

Used to be my favourite song. Then after some poignant incident that affected my life last year, I thought I lost it. One year ltr, I found it. And I also realise, it has always been there. I am still listening. Or rather, sometimes.

Many have been asking me why I hated to be in a relationship so much. I don't hate, I don't dislike.

I am afraid.

Couple of them told me, the special moment that you won't be able to get. It is not that I don't want it, it's not that I am not deprive from it.

I don't want to abuse it because I know I will get addicted to it.

Sometimes...

it is all about the waiting. I rather choose from options because it makes me happier.

And I can love more.

rose