Post Laju

Terer tak kite, turun sebelum van poslaju sampai depan rumah? Van poslaju tu dekat rumah jiran hujung hujung sane tp macam tau tau je k. *clapclapclap*

Sebelum tu, sebenarnya keadaan untuk mendengar poslaju dtg rumah amatlah sukar sebab tingkat bawah tengah renovate, bunyi drill la apa la, lepas tu tak boleh nak stay tingkat bawah,so kena duduk bilik je, and dah 100 kali jugak la paranoid sorang sorang naik turun naik turun pergi tengok dekat tingkap sebab taktau dia nak datang pukul berapa kan. Sebab tu lah nak cakap terer sebab boleh pergi pagar before PosLaju sampai okay? Faham?

Di hari yang muram ini, dapat parcel *sendiri online shopping* tapi still, getting a parcel/letter from postmen is one of the most wonderful feelings. Benda yang kecil pun boleh menggembirakan. Takpe, one step at a time.

Trying to make insignificant things seems significant so that the real significant things can be forgotten for awhile. Does it work that way?

Pitch perfect

And, all I can see now is just a pitch black.
Like a black moonless night.
Light please?

Brain stop functioning.
Brain stop thinking.
The triggered alarm.
Everything is imploding.
Self-implodes.

Macam bgnn chem UNSW,
kalau dia terkesan ada triggered bomb,
dia akan self-implodes.
How cool is that?

Move On. Not.

I'm drowning. Drowning in the stars.
But I don't want to be saved. Don't want to be helped.
Will I ever see those clear skies again?
Will I ever move on?
From Sydney.