Memory Lane

Assalamualaikum and hye ...

18/02/2013

Today is my first time writing this sort of thing in a place called diary.. i never did this kindof thing before.. 

so, it's kindof awkward a bit..

However, i decided to write these memories as i know that somehow, one day, i might forgot all these because of my age or who knows if i suddenly lost my memories..

Few minutes before, that person called me.. i don't know how to describe it, but i'm happy.. very happy..

That person is on his way back home..he's checking my condition as i'm alone at home. We talk, we laugh, we giggle.. it's fun.. Too much fun..i don't know how to describe it.

I asked that person if he's ok with this kind of conversation being publicly heard as he's not alone there..(obviously as he's still underage by that time.. someone has to drive the car)so, that person with this 'abang' and that person lil bro..

so, it is public.. but the person's answers sooth my feeling..

That person said, there's nothing to hide as everyone knew about us already.

We talked for a while before that person took a short nap. When that person reached home, that person called me back and we talked some more.Im shocked a bit as we're having our conversation with the person's mother there.. i can here the woman's voice..

Honestly, i'm scared... hahaha.. don't know why.. scared without a reason.

That person gave me advises, try to correct my mistakes and patient with my nagging..

we talk few hours and stop by 4 am.. ( 0143-0356)

* in here (while pointing to the heart) got 5 person..

 my A, my M, my A, my B and U...- McD Kampar

#untukmencintaimu-seventeen

today was a happiness...

18/02/2014

Today, i'm reading my diary back. A diary that got 365 pages telling the stories of me in gaining my maturity in becoming a lady. A strong lady..

There's a page where the words are in gold and silver but still, there're words that're in pink..

I read it again and again and again.. Amazed by how a year had gone..

yup, my tears are there.. I'm not regretting, I'm not angry..

Those tears are reminding me how beautiful it is back then..

I might loss a precious thing, but i did gain so much more..

That one year, taught me so many things..

It's a total lie if i said i don't miss that person..

i did...

but, somehow, that's how life works..

so, dear that person, 

i'm not sure whether u're going to read this like how u used to read it before..

u used to read my blog and even remember some of it..

but it's in the past..

but if, in case, u come across this post,

i hope u're doing fine..

i know u're happy right now..

i know u're just gaining your health back right now..

i know u're struggling with your study right now..

i know u're living your life right now..

and i'm glad u're like that..

i got few words for u..

and take it as an advice from a friend..

people are talking about u..

people will never stop..

so don't feel down..

carry on with your life..

carry on in the right path...

i know u're still a teenager, but being a teenager is not a free pass for u to do everything...

i know, i believe, someday, u'll be a great guy, a great person, a great son..

sorry i keep recap all these memories..

maybe u don't need it anymore.. but i did...

so, live your life there..

insyaAllah, we'll meet in future..

your friend,

Ira.