Monday, August 4
sunflowers and sunny side ups
Women blink nearly twice as much as men. I mention this because earlier today, I was blinking like a mad woman, because I. CANT. BELIEVE. MY. EYES!
A text message, that existed two nights ago, that was supposed to mean a lot to me, was being discovered only today, when someone alerted me. Or else, i would never have known. Really. Gosh. He was smart. I didnt notice i had to scroll all the way down. Perhaps if my eyes werent half closed (or half opened), i would have seen the whole meaning behind "Deeooyoudoubleyouend"
But whatever. Haha. (Im having this uncontrollable smile right now i swear. Slap me!)
I have been searching for that pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. My goodness.
Seven months of admiring from a distance.
Seven months of embodying patience.
Seven months of hoping and hoping and hoping for the best.
Seven months of believing there's such a thing called 'miracle'.
Do you know how long that is? Its long enough for a botak head to grow his hair till shoulder length. Hahaha.
Enough time and energy spent trying to salvage the situation. Seven torturous months.
I bet we've made the headlines. Even people like Firhan knows. (Why the hell wont he? Haha.) But, dont assume things. Everything and anything isnt official. Perhaps his feelings isnt as genuine. Yet.
Moral of the story, we can accomplish anything we set our minds to. I have also learnt that if you really love something, no matter how hard you try to run away from it, it'll find you. You can plan all you want, but its up to God. Destiny, is destiny.
Cheyyyy. Hahaha.
Happiness is subjective.