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🎉🎊Happy new year ,darlings.🎊🎉 Happy 2023, may this is bring us abundance of smiles, love, happiness and positive vibes.❤️ Here is a little mumble on my goal. I hope I can work on my learning drive, get out my comfort zone (or should I say my malas zone) and hit a push button to learn something new. And I hope dont get dismayed at challenging or boring learning process. I have not decided on what will be in the list, since I hardly get interested in new stuff  but yeah, will try to keep you posted.( as if anyone really  read this!LOL) Anyway, Goodluck to me!

The things is , I want you to feel the agony of losing me from your life. But instead I am the one  who keep compromising my own stand and keep wanting to give you a chance to patch up. Although in reality, you dont want to do so and probably unbothered with whether I am in or out of your life frame. Feeling pathetic , yes I did. Why did I keep busy making efforts and comforts towards those who willingly walking out and letting go? Occasionally I thought, probably they are wishing for my initiative, so put off the pride and handing my hello. To no one surprise I was just tearing the old scar of none other than myself. Again, why? Why the agony is mine and mine alone? Why the memories is so intact  only in mine? Why can I forget as easy as you obliterate? Or actually why do you dont want me as much as I wanna keep you?

I have always love birthdays Birthdays of people close to me, darlings to my hearts. Once the dates mark in my mindmap, they hardly left. Okai, mayb I missed them when i lost track or time.  As I age, I dont even remember what day i was living in. Routine sucks. Anyways, back to birthdays. On those kind of days,  i ll suddenly remember you. The urge to reach for you to say hi, and let you know I m here even we hardly speak to each other. Especially to those who left  my frame in not such pretty term. Especially to those I had to left due to something something, with they knew bout it or without a single clue of why. I miss you dearly on those day. I miss how I can casually slip in your  inbox and say unfiltered words. I miss how I can suddenly kid you without of having the doubt it might hurt or offend you, or make you misunderstood my gesture. So as much as I love their birthdays, I love my birthday even more. Its kind of depressing to know how I wish those people to celebrate and rem