a typical Sunday

Went down to KL four times today. 

As in literally 4 times. 

As in home to KL then home to KL then home to KL etc..

Am so tired and exhausted to the point I don't feel like eating.

And my stomach is crying out really loud.

Went home at 4 in the morning yesterday.

Yes, it was crazyy. 

Dropped by downtown in the wee hours of the morning with a friend.

somtimes, things just don't turn out the way you plan it would.
you won't know what is going on until it shows in the end.
like a secret, it floats around you.
swirling and turning above your head, mocking you.

I won't know how this would end.
And I don't write this story.
I am sick of being disappointed to be unable to reach the ending I want.
I may hold the pen to my own life, but the consequences of the actions I create, I can't control.
So for once, I leave the pen in fate's hand.
And I let it point to me where I should go.

Decisions decisions decisions. 

So many paths to choose. But which way is the right one. 

There is no way of knowing what lies at the end. 

So do I walk, or do I give up my journey and turn around. 

Because once I turn around, I know I can never look back. 

I need a little magic to guide me. 

And so far through this journey, you've guided me. 

You made me realise that I am worth it. That I can be all that I can be. 

I just wonder how far will that faith last. 

But for once, I am willing to wait. 

And see how this ending turns out to be.