Breathe

Probably because I'm an extrovert or maybe I'm not those people who are so in- control of their emotions, I take time to heal and actually find my stand. As in an extrovert I tend to gain energy from people, I need people to be around me, whether to talk to or just for company. I might look desperate but that's who I am, I'm a desperate extrovert (sounds so wrong but never mind haha). Of course there's still some time when I wanna be alone, but not any of these days, not anytime now. So my friend asked me out to KL, I agreed immediately because I thought it's the best place to actually take a long stroll and take photos. (Not a pretty skilled photographer but I just like taking photos.)

Trust me the whole trip I was actually self - reflecting. I thought about the messages during service, I looked back at my mistakes, on why am I so not in control, why do I follow my feelings every time. Call me emotional but I'm glad I'm like that. I thought it was beautiful that somehow a person can be in moods and listen to sad songs, feel the pain (lol), yes and I mean it, feeling the pain may seem dreadful but those crying and stay-in-bed-all-afternoon moments, you tend to realize it's a beautiful cycle of how life is supposed to be. You fall deep, cry, push all your tear- soaked blankets aside and there, a new you, brilliant, perfect for a great start.

In fact I started to read stuff I've never read, like em cosmopolitan.com . In my opinion the writer's confessions about their love and s*x lives are very psychologically related. Okay don't get me weird but I thought it's okay to know about these stuff, if you know what cosmopolitan has in store. I meant, comon' we're eighteen! We at least, should have a brief idea of what all these boy girl relationships are about and of course the most taboo three letter word. It's not about being a pervert but to actually understand what it was all about, so you don't get cheated when you attend college parties (HAHAHA joking).  Don't get me wrong, it's all psychological.

Guess I can be psychologically and spiritually healed soon. I can't wait.

Never take back what was left behind. It was left for good.

Did Henna art with monkey choo

Not good in the photo but I just felt me.

Hers

Mine. Good day.