Today was a pretty day.
There was no disappointments,
no expectations on your whereabouts.

It's been such a long time,
since I took a nice stroll under the fading sunlight,
watching around the beautiful neighborhood routine activities.

It's been such a long time,
since I breathe in fresh air, being so relaxing.

Today's weather is really nice.
If I am retired already, then today would be a perfect stressless Satursday.

But I am not, not yet.
Still many long ways to go.

For Heaven's sake, I'm already thinking about retirement at age of 23 and 11 months.

Oh Lord. One more damn month and I'm 24 already !!!!

Heading back to Penang again, this evening.
Finally ? Yea, finally.
I thought I'd be staying for at most 10 days only.
Ended up had stayed for real 2 weeks.
Flu thrice, almost four times in 2 weeks.

What a holiday.
I literally seeing nobody, and doing nothing besides reading.
It's all different already.

It's all really different already.

Not sure when will be the next time for me to be back here.
Life is gonna be so much so much busier soon.
I should be busier, 'coz no matter how busy I am, I still managed to have many free time,
then overthinking starts, mind-disasters happen.

Everything is going to be a lot more different.
Gonna be another year.
Another year.

Please, Almighty.
Please adore me, please shelter me, help me go through all the odds.

Til next time.

Being aparthy,
Hazel

3:47 PM
Genuinely by Hazel Frances

In each of our lives, thousand or more, literally countless of people have came by.
Some were once in our lives, playing such important roles, others just passed by.
And very few of them remain til now.

I honestly have no idea whom I really left in my life, for now.

I'm so glad that I still remember the password of my blogs.
You see, I still come here, afterall.

I guess I need to start writting. Aherm. I mean blogging.

Maybe I don't. Because I tend to forget things very soon nowdays.
Yea. THINGS.

When you feel the disappointment, that's because not everyone you expect has the same heart as you.
HEART.

And in all kinds of love, the feeling suppose to be mutual.
If it isn't so, why the hell are we wasting time further ?

I barely can recall memories nowdays. Long-term memory.
All those conscious events that once happened in the past seem so unreal now.
Sometimes, I dream of them.
Sweet, sour and bitter,
much worse, they are more vivid in my dream, than that in my mind,
making me believe more that they don't really exist.

Oh, forgive me. Memories don't exist. They only remain and stay.
And then they fade, finally disintegrate.

This is getting nowhere, apparently.

When people go separately, they grow apart.
So apart that no one doesn't even care to bother anymore.
FOOLISH ME !

Friends forever is a lie.

Til next time.

Idiotically,
Hazel.

11:09 AM
Genuinely by Hazel Frances