The man who cant be moved-not the song.

So now i came to realise that this blog is not so private afterall. I hope for the past few posts when all i could talk about was about Haf Haf..no one feels sick to their stomach.. hahahah *shyyy*

So now, i am as happy as a buzzing bee on a beautiful and bright Sunday morning. I met him after 3 whole weeks of being apart and seriously, its like we were never apart to begin with. But the fact that i still miss him up to now still bugs me. Dah jumpa semalam pun still rindu?

But then again, how can a measly 4 hours make up those lost hours in the span of 3 weeks?

But honestly, it felt funny at first..

The moment i saw him, all those feelings of missing him washed over me in one final sweep.

"Hes hereeeeeee! in front of me!!" i thought to myself.

And then i cant tell you how happy i felt the moment i sat next to him, i looked at him, REALLY looked at him...missing him still............................

Okay tu je.

And then i chatted and i talked and he was basically smiling and not really talking...

So i felt like something's not right.

He didnt say that there were, tho.

Only up until the road heading towards NKVE i decided to just keep quiet and well...honestly..agak terasa hati...

'Am i the only one excited? Am i the only one missing him? Why is he so quiet?' i thought to myself.

So i stared outside the window and let those thoughts fill my head. All the while when hes driving next to me.

I was so sad at having those thoughts that i almost wanted to just go back and sleep. It was 2 totally contradicting emotions in the span of one hour.

Happy seeing him and sad after seeing him. Weird, huh.

And then later he started talking, started telling me stories, so i swallowed my emotions and finally looked up.

And smiled.

I was still sad, though.

Maybe he doesnt miss me as much as i miss him. :((

Okay gila emo why am i about to cry now, i wonder.

Tt? Reni?

I know if youre both reading this mesti nak slap slap i kan.

hahahahahaha

Aww.

*run for cover*