Restless night.

Malam ni tak boleh tido. I guess penangan ice blended cappuccino ms dinner td. *tu la. org len minum juice, nak jugak minum air-warna-coklat-yg-ada-buih-putih-sedap-atsnya-y-buat-tak-le-tido-malam tu. *ketuk kepala skrg.

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So end up kemas brg kejap, and ternmpak la satu kotak lama. That-kotak-kecik-yg-elok-terletak-ats-rak-bahagian-bawah. I guess the kotak dah ada kt situ dkt 6thn dah. Dulu, boleh kata hari2 buka and tgk isi dlm. Senyum and sengih sengsorg. Now, that box only contain all the memories. Jarang dh buka. Td end up buka. Belek and read some stuff. Good ol' memories. =)

But I think, even the most precious memories pun akn ada some part yg kita wish to forget. Some mistake yg kita hope kita boleh erase guna pemadam. But then life bukan mcm komputer yg ada backspace, or bukan mcm guna pensil kita boleh erase guna pemadam. That part memories will always haunt us. We can't change it but we can accept it and learn to be better.

I really cherish that memories, but I've to admit. No matter how precious, there is regret.

Something that instead of keep wishing to delete and backspace things, I learn to accept and I learn to be better.*Hmm...actually I still learning....and learning and learning....

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So Alisa, stop thinking about that kind of stuff and appreciate yourself more, sbb byk lg benda penting dr tu.

And you! old memories, duduk dlm kotak tu diam2. One day, I'll see you again, and that one day I won't be affected at all.

Even the prettiest flower field has its own cloudy days.