A good listener might be a good person to reach to. Someone that listen to your EVERYTHING and actually tries to be in your shoes. And comes out with helpful advises. People love reaching out to good listener because good listener never judge. A good listener helps us let go all of the things that mess our mind. But thats its, a good listener -- listens. After the good listener listens, it ended up with a 'thank you', a 'i feel more at ease'. Nobody ends it with a new start. I mean who ends the ted talk with 'what about you?' or simply asking is there anything bothering you. Nobody cares if the good listener were having so many killing thoughts on their minds. Have you ever wonder how easy would it be, if the person who always reaches out a good listener, reaches out to be a good listener too. My sentences got really messed up right now but I hope its understandable. A friend of mine, a good friend of mine, called me today to hav...
Assalamualaikum :') This post is dedicated to my beloved friend, Syadaa :( Hmm so sad for her. Memang susah nak percaya lelaki sekarang. Lagi lagi yang jauh. Sebab tu aku takut kalau superman confirm pindah indonesia :/ Haihh. So, to syada (( walaupun kau takkan baca benda ni :p )) Firstly, be strong :) Jangan nangis nangis laa. Lemah gila kalau tengok orang nangis. Lagi lagi kau syada sebab kau suka kawan dengan aku and aku pun suka kawan kau. Hmm. Secondly, move on. Jangan ingat dia lagi dah. Jangan pikir pasal dia lagi. Jangan ambik tahu pasal dia, okay. Maybe susah tapi cuba. Sebab korang jauh, lagi senang untuk kau nak move on tau. At least, takdelah bertembung kat mana mana kan. Kawan kawan pun ada kan. Ada aku. eh haha. Ada mimie, ada atira, ada nina. Davilan, dasan, peter, maanoj, apek semua ada. Kitorang always support kau dari sini syadaaa. Third, jangan pikir sangat okay baby. Aku tanak kau sedih sangat sampai ...
Thaaaaats me! Yeppp thats me. I have like sooooo many memories from my childhood. Too many to reminisce. Before i jump in the main topic, let me rant a bit. So i have not revealed yet about the comeback of this blog. I did hinting my friends on this but lets just wait and see. I wanted to make myself comfortable in writing here. I wanted to write like nobodys watching. Okay back to the topic. I have a lot of childhood memories since i spent the wholeee childhood phase with my younger sister who is just 2 years younger than me. The best part is that we were always together, playing. Mom always made us wear matching clothes. It was fun at first but when we got older, when we accidentally wearing matching clothes we'll be like EWWWW CHANGEE! I could list our selfmade games that we played. First, common girls of course lah we played masak-masak and all. The thing is that we played it at our car porch. We would just bentang tikar a...
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