... to say I love you,
There's a kiss to say I care.
There's a kiss to prove our friendship,
There's a kiss for us to share.
There's a kiss to say you're gorgeous,
There's a kiss to say it's true.
But the kiss I love the most
is the kiss I get from you.


Y'know... Sometimes it's just hard to believe that the ones so far away are the ones who actually make the effort to reach out to you, brighten your day, soothe your night, calm your senses, lend fulfillment, become your motivation, provide the encouragement, be your inspiration...

and just plain make you happy.

Even if at times, you end up feeling emptier than before.
Maha sucks ass, but I suppose that's just the way it is.

I was extremely (and I mean EX-fuckin-TREMELY) moody today, because of something I forgot to do before leaving the house. Shan't ("Shan't"??God,i'm so Bri'tish) say what it was, but that thing made up like the whole point why I wasn't dreading school today. And it conveniently slipped my mind. I felt like kicking myself so bad when I remembered it only in the train on the way to school. I totally regretted not functioning my brain in the morning.

Regret is just something I can't come to terms with. Ever. I'd rather experience ten bouts of anger or embarrassment than feel an second of regret. And the fact that I came so damn close to doing it... sigh. Maha disappointed and angry at myself. Thank god I'm over it, lah. But the crappiness I underwent this morning was just too fuckin much. It took a lot of willpower not to be irrational and just snap at the whole world for what wasn't their fault. Sigh.

You know the feeling. Makes you wanna strip a sweaty football coach and do him in the locker room.

Or something.




By the milkyway,like, a hell lot.