I Can't Give You Anything But Love

Assalamualaikum and Salam Sejahtera. I'm working now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! at Parkson NU Sentral. I love it so much! So much. It's fun. Working with a bunch of happy people. Happiest person can really be my cup of tea. The joy of working there, plus waking up early at 8.00 am, plus with the 10 minutes walking ( Approximately ) , from my house to the train station, adds with the sweats dripping down my cheeks, with the longing wait for the KTM train, and just arriving at work and working all the time is so great. Tiring but I allow it. I get to get myself worked up. It has been a year and my bones ached enough. They done enough. To me, this job and working experience have changed me so much. Inside and outside. Alrighty then, enough with the blab. Yall know now that I'm working. Oh yeah, 1st floor, Department of Adidas and Nike. Lol

Starting with the simple words. I LOVE YOU! Hm-hm, I met someone :) Yes. I met someone. Do I have to repeat myself? It's love. A great guy. A wonderful human being. He is Syamil Razlin. Well, not to hang everything down, but the sure thing is we sort of picked up the relationship a bit late. Slow on the move then everything just exuberated. It seems that we didn't have the clue that non of us has feelings for each other. I couldn't have the plenty ideas of what slowed us down. Lol. It started at the tip of my finger. Well, technically my thumb. The fast-moving typing through chit chat on Wechat. We were friends for so long actually but never did text. Occassionally. So, I had to do something. The thing about Syamil is that, the first time I knew him, of course I didn't know that he is what he is now. So, I expressed my feelings. Just to make a move. That first move of bravery and brivety. To see the response he'll give. What I got was surprising. The joy of knowing that he felt the same way as I did to him was fulled. Just take me with you. During the long hours of texts and fights with endless weird words popping out into the conversation, the feeling kinda built up. We shared everything. Well, now the no-no part is when you knew that hesitation and lying isn't the go-go thing. So I avoided that naive thought. It has killed my relationship so bad. I called him 'Amey' as in 'I'. He likes it as in 'E'. I don't care. Lol. Amey makes me happy. He laughs the cutest. He smiles the cutest. Everything he smiles, his flat chin goes back, my stomach flips. Each time he says he loves me, it gives me butterfly. I don't know my life would be pictured without him. I will be devastated if that happened. You see, this thing gives me joy. Work, and love and everything and family and friends. That, all in one is a bowl of happiness. Bowl isn't that big though, I shouldve said a bucket or maybe a luggage. Anything sorts that well :)

We are looking forward to be the happiest and cutest for the next forever. I love you Amey. Please don't leave me. 

Living The Dream

Assalamualaikum and Salam Sejahtera. Well, now. Let start  with a conclusion of what had happened for the past a month. To be frank, the reality has repeated itself. The sort that I claim as the luckiest one. Permanently? Or just Temporarily? Question of my own in which I couldn't really answer myself.  The thing is that I don't really expect as such thing to happen. Many of my expectations really overpassed the limits of the suicidal calamity of its core. Framkly, the rest of my expectatios are really non-prohibited to the lawless of my dream. My dreams are validly improving day to day. The days when my dreams are thoughtful to the variety of my collective biased non-dreams. Well, I do really take it for seriously. We all dream the most dreamable and undreamable dreams. Many of us really have dream. The  most excitement is really towards the level  of how we all concentrate in the achievement of the dreams. Since we have the mind and the heart to really achieve our dreams, well we of course have to reckon the possibility of ourselves in limiting and over-limiting the resistance that come in the way. Way to achieve the dream. People, we need to acknowledge that. I have been busy these days. To get what we want. To achieve what we dream. Rarely, I have achieved dreams. Plotting the ways of how dream can really get true. True in a way that we all be in a happy feeling. Now, the first thing first, I acknowledged the full potential in knowing the reality of how hard to get my dream come true. Try me. I have known so much things in life. Not being arrogant, but the knowledge is so biased. Hahahaha. Logically speaking, I have gotten used to the typical dreany type of dreams. It is quite absurd to say it but it is what it is. Potentially, my aim is to really be happy. In all way, shape and forms. Remain to be what I am. What I have now is a collection in which I have worked so hard to get. I had to really be in act. Being myself is so hard. Typically, around my beloved strangers. Strangers can be really pain in the ass. That sort, that always give me painful reaction to the fact that some, could give me cancer. Diving into the hole of hopelessness and lifelessness with being so unfriendly around strangers, is so emotionally harrassing. Indeed, I am really concern of my dreams. Loving every facts of life and experiences of life. Living the dream. Living every part of my dreams. Hardest one, is really non-prohibited for me to get to. Sometimes, I do know that we all could be so crushed. So crush that even myself could be so insufficient to my daily basis lifestyle. I know I could do much more!