yours truly, hasya.

both petals are from two different roses, hence, two different guys. in 2016, i kept this petal knowing that it is going to be over and i had always had a thing on wilted flowers since then. we cant count heartbreaks. but we remember how we feel. though some might still stings,believe me; it can fade within times. losing my first petal was the longest most purest heartbreak now that i thought of To lost a company, to now have a dead dream since he's gone and trust and hope had learned it's lesson and built itself a wall. it hurts. but eventually, i did found myself. I get to know my second petal a little more slower that i ever took the time to know someone ever in my life and he was never not kind to my heart. he was charming and loving though there's still flaws, he taught me to love myself first despite him and everything. to love him is a comfort to the heart. but the reason i kept the second petal was because it almost ended, too. I almost...

at night like this in my teens i would write, nonstop; hours and hours until my level of satisfaction is reached. now, its been awhile (again). I might start again, stop again. but now as i started, I'd like to thanked you for stalking me. and for taking the time to read this? thank you for that too. in beginning of March, i finally worked at a convenience store since it has been my college dream to do so. working while preparing for my final year project, let me just say that i never been more productive. it has been tiring and satisfying all at the same time. all the stacking, being a cashier, waking up before subuh to go to work, how tiring. i didnt also get an off day since i have class on that particular day but what kept me going was the satisfaction to achieve a dream i chose to have. something to cross out of the list yknow. despite this dream achieving, ive been thinking of new dreams lately. future plan after college perhaps? the only thing i kept avoiding. ...

I haven't been writing in so long. I haven't stop tho. Only here I did. I guess I just thought my writing is bad every time I see this blog. But long live the past, here's a new post. If you read my post on my favorite book. I just needed to say that I've deleted that post although I really really love that book. I just thought that I didn't describe the book as deeply as I admire it, as deeply as how I wanted people to understand what this book meant to me. If you never read that post before, that book is called "The Goodluck of Right Now" by Matthew Quick. It was my one and only special book. "I n this book, is a guy who write/talks to the real Richard, telling him what he felt, how was his day and how life works for him after the death of his beloved mom. He wasn’t embracing his emotion, he is more to just letting the real Richard know. Updating him everyday. He wasn’t the type of guy that ask stuff, he was quiet, he was the definition of...

"There's more to life.", I said to myself everyday while stressing. while eating alone on Tuesdays. while hanging out. while dating. There should be more than this. At the time im not sure where im heading, but for sure when the time comes im not gonna wait anymore, I'll act. and try everything, see what the world could offer. And most importantly, I'll be kind to everyone or atleast to kind people. And no hearts nearby shall feel pain or neglected as I dont live to hurt. may the opportunity comes to go further.

For the numbered days you were there, for the times we had in our car rides, for every teh o ais we had, from our first date when sis nervous gila sampai tersagat kereta orang, you were there patiently stay. Thank you :)

If this is a book, my first paragraph would be the synopsis so right now you are given the choice to put the book back on the shelf or sincerely keep reading. Thank you :3 Okay, first thing first why fashion? I was forced to haha i can draw and that's the only reason. Sense of fashion? I have non. But I can draw and that was enough to persuade my mom. Despite my inner rebel, I proceed. I was this girl yang buat kerja asal siap. Counting days bila nak grad and God knows how many times I thought of quitting. Tapi aku tahu this feeling is temporary. I know for a fact that most student feels this too even those that took other courses. Quitting seems easy every time I think of it. Give up, takyah hadap.  But the fact after giving up, you have to start a new is more intricate. Why cant u just finish what u started before? What if u cant finish the new one too? how can you proceed? The reason I thought of doing this post because I am currently creating myself a turni...