Syawal hasn’t exactly been the best month of the year.
I wasn’t even keen on going for visits with family or friends.
I dreaded it, in fact. (No offence, people.)
My Raya visits ended on 4 Oct but I did not even get to wear the matching outfit with Eddy.

The reasons for my indifference could be due to the fact that:
1) One of my uncles got hospitalized
2) My family schedule for Raya was off so we were not in the usual ‘visiting group’
3) My love life nearly went down the drain because of my fcuked up attitude and expectations
4) I’m on a low carb diet so all the wonderfully fantabulous mouth-watering food that I could not eat tortured the HELL out of me. (After a month of no carb, I’m back to my daily binge of fries and rice. Boooooooo!)

Thank God that Syawal is nearly over because seriously, I’m sick of people posting their raya pictures in their blogs and facebook. (Again I would say, no offence people.)

One food for thought before I leave:
Why is it that it's so much easier to forgive a stranger than someone you love?

I'm NuruLL.
20 April
Forever 21
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juvenile_jade@hotmail.com
I'm just a riddle wrapped in a mystery inside a bitch.


Regret comes in all shapes and sizes. Some are small, like when we do a bad thing for a good reason. Some are bigger like when we let down a friend. Some of us escape the pains of regret by making the right choice. Some of us have little time for regret because were looking forward to the future. Sometimes we have to fight to come to terms with the past, and sometimes we bury our regret by promising to change our ways. But our biggest regrets are not for the things we did but for the things we didn’t do and the things we didn’t say.

If you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't need me at my best. :)

Life's too short. To fight. To be miserable. Don't let the bitter ones change how awesome you are.