Her name was Lucy-Anne Holmes

I was like shocked a bit when I surfed to my blog yesterday. I mean the previous entry. :) yikes!

Im not goin to elaborate more. I always know the moment would come. Nabil was well.. I always thought he was the one, but I always knew I'd meet someone other than him. And apparently, I met someone I met before. Someone. Well, I could say, he was my last love. True love, I could say.

So despite all the negativities - he doesnt love me enough, he might someday left me again and Im not good enough for him.. stuff. I just enjoy the time now. Having him beside me again was.. well.. no words to describe it. But when I felt happy to see him smiling at me, I got the fear though. Fear of losing him again.

Well then, just let God decide. To meet again after 6 years is already miracle. To hug him again, to kiss him, and just to be at his side is already .. hmm Thank you God.

note : I was actually felt like to stop blogging or to make this blog private but I guess, well.. Nadiah told me about this book and stuff. And the girl was a blogger as well.. like me. She said. So, I guess, I dun mind sharing. And actually I dun mind if my man reading it. As long as I wouldnt know =)

Hushgirl currently listening to : Southern Girl | Incubus

pretty in pink Peonies and Blair Waldorf.

just to keep myself happy. zai, peonies means happily in marriage, sorta.. jom carik peonies hand bouquet.. tapi fresh one aku dah survey kat petaling street takder! Sent by Maxis from my BlackBerry® smartphone

Better Man

Waitin', watchin' the clock, it's four o'clock, it's got to stop Tell him, take no more, she practices her speech As he opens the door, she rolls over... Pretends to sleep as he looks her over She lies and says she's in love with him, can't find a better man... She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man... Can't find a better man Can't find a better man Ohh... Talkin' to herself, there's no one else who needs to know... She tells herself, oh... Memories back when she was bold and strong And waiting for the world to come along... Swears she knew it, now she swears he's gone She lies and says she's in love with him, can't find a better man... She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man... She lies and says she still loves him, can't find a better man... She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man... Can't find a better man Can...

The Art of Henry Binns

( this one inspired by Carrie Bradshaw ) I have a little bad habit. I tend to get away from routine whenever I failed in a relationship. And when I say the routine, it was my job. My first job took place in PJ and after 3 years of servicing, I got to bump into my ex-soulmate everyday on the way to the office. I was waiting for my feeder bus and he was waiting for his shuttle bus. It was okay at first, I began to change my arrival schedule. But there was one evening, I was out of the office and there I saw him, was getting out of his shuttle in front of my office building.. looking and smiling at me, I knew I should get a new job. And I got one. It was in KL. Far away from him and his shuttle bus. And when I was in KL, I had my Nabil to accompany me everytime I had to stay back and sometimes on to work on weekend. All the desk and chair smell of him. And when we didnt work out, I felt like to get a fresh start.. I couldnt wait to get new job. ( moreover the contract would be finished an...

Musical Life of Hushgirl

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