From the book..

I looked up into the sky. The violet had sunk into a pitchy dusk and birds sat higgled on the telephone wire that swept from the house opposite to the cave of mine. 'Life goes on" so many peopla has said that to me. Yes, life ------ well goes on but what if you dont want to? what if you want to arrest it, stop it, or even battle againts the currrent into a past you dont want to be past? "you'll get over it" that was another. but i didnt want to get over it. i didnt want to become used to the fact that he'd died. that was the last thing i wanted.
~After you'd gone~



ps/ Today i have a birthday invitation for kak S's kids. Its one of the interesting things i have or gather here, my circle of frens are no longer of 20's only. i make good frens with a lot more others, ppl who are here for post-grads...with family or alone. i like the fact that age difference between us are no longer there the minute we started to converse. anyway back to the invitation, me and Z (another Z) decided to wear baju kurung. our first time for this year here. rindu nak pakai baju kurung sebenarnye..