barenaked.

(slightly edited- or rather, added)

“You know she told me, ‘we should do a get together… before everyone go their separate ways.’ You know what struck me when I hear that? NO, NO. I AIN’T GOING. EVER. But I replied her, ‘yeah we’ll see…’ It’s funny you know, cos no matter how big a role or not they played in the past for me, seeing them always makes me feel insecure because I would feel like how much nothing’s changed. That I haven’t changed but they all do- all looking and seemingly so much better than they were.”

sometimes it’s like hearing a song you’d associated with in the past, sometimes it’s about finding old trinklets and litttle notes given to you back then, sometimes it’s about reading again the old journals or previous entries in this space, sometimes it’s when you talk about it over lunch with close girlfriends and sometimes, it’s about just plain coincidentally banging into a person from a specific past you never wish to go back to.

yeah, talk about the past and funnily, it does come back.

but all the same, i wish these ugly parts of the past would stop chasing after me.

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so it’s 6pm, i’m watching Music Bank – the live performances music show for the KPop scene- and then it was 7.15pm and Eldest Bro came upstairs to watch TV before Maghrib prayer was aired;

“I’m watching. Hehe.”

“Alaaa tak bestnya Korean (show) ni. Seoul pun not really.”

then minutes later, THE one i wanted to watch finally appeared:

yeah, a 13-member boyband whom i’ve got no idea their names or whatever, just that particular song of theirs i LOVE.

so they’re dancing (way better than NEWS, no offense!) and going all catchy-like, “Sorry Sorry;” …

“WHAT THE HELL IS THIS??!”

ohhh malunyaaa!