i had Subway just the other day, on the cold friday afternoon, with my colleagues. it was my first time trying the sandwiches, other than the yummylicious cookies. everyone had been cooing to me how nice Subway is but i beg to differ. okay, i liked the bread, crispy wheat was what i opted for. and then, i asked for turkey breast and nothing else. no prickles, no lettuce, no gross tomatoes. it was plainer than plain, compared to what my colleagues had. when i was telling the Subway girl that i will not have any toppings inside, as i’ve expected, she gave me the "You are weird" look. i should have gotten used to such looks by now!

haha, and so i didnt really enjoyed my first full meal at Subway. but of cos, i dont mind giving it a second chance. and the cookies rather rocks.

subway, anyone?

.. hmm, i missed having soft silky shiny hair.

you said i must try taking the initiative. and i want to try, really i do. so should i take the initiative now?

how does it feels, to like someone, but then you got this feeling that his feelings for you arent the same, and will never be returned.

i guessed, it must be a really distressed feeling. i was telling a friend that i will always feel that i’ll never be good enough. and he told me, ‘you haven change for the 3 years i known you :D". i want to say that i did change, it just that the tiny, insecured part of me never left. i have to work harder, to change and be a so much better person. this shall be my goal for this year of life without school. and the next.

no regrets yet, missy. thats the best you can give yourself. even if it’s the second best!

i’m feeling rather happy tonight. a slow, exhilarating feeling spreading warmly down to my toes. it feels great to be happy, it rocks to be positive. i’m feeling abit deprieved of shopping cos i haven been buying any clothes for almost 2 weeks. i know, it’s supposed to be great that i’m not spending unnecessarily but a girl needs some therapy to keep herself happier!

as much as i always wanted to blog more, to pen down the random things flying inside my head, i dont have a fantastic memory unfortunately!

i missed him, as much as i dont wish to, i still do. i see his little nick, last on my list, and i felt the ache. the ache of wanting to talk but i cant. there’s always so much to be said, endless things that i can tell him. then he would listen, looked at me with his smiling eyes and laughed. i love a listener. i love someone who can just know what i’m thinking inside just by looking at me. i love someone who can laugh with me. non-stop.

i love a mcflurry in the night.