notes of nonsense #90: differences

people always said, 

i am DIFFERENT.

i listen to The Libertines, i wear vintage pieces, i don't walk in heels but i walk in high cuts. i don't own diamonds, i own wooden bangles. i don't have the wavy free flow hair but i wear hijab the way people don't usually wears. i don't paste Lancome my skin, i stick to drugstore brands. i don't color my lips with Dior or Estee Lauder, enough only to wear my trusted Nivea lip balm and nothing else. i browse for my pieces not in MidValley, far not the Pavi, but i search them in Bazar Karat. whether it'll be Danau Kota, Jalan TAR or Johor Bahru. i don't wear pastels on my date, i wears my band t-shirt and jeans. i seldom wears flowers, i prefer Aztec prints. i'm not the type who prefer to date in a posh places, enough if you can walk and laugh with me in the rain. there's no need for candlelight dinner, enough if you shared listening to my iPod with me, walk me to I-City or accompany the fearful me walking down Bukit Bintang late at night watching mak and bapak hayam. for me, it is romantic to be riding and screaming together in the KTM, walking for miles around KL, holding hands through the times and swapping smiles on the escalator of TS rather than berkepit in Secret Recipe and riding a Ferrari. i may be fierce as a tigress, nevertheless i can be soft as a cotton candy, fragile as Chinas and as sharp as the razor, depending on how you treat me. i may laugh at you for flirting in front of me, the one who never nag at you though you're a heavy smoker, be a clown just to make you smile, be your extra shoulders when you're troubled, be your best friend + girlfriend at the same time and yet i can be the worst person you ever know. yes, i may be differ from any girls you would ever know. i'm not rich, i'm not beautiful. i'm troubled, i'm flawed, i'm imperfect for being me. yet i'm grateful and i'm happy. and it were the differences that we had that binds our hearts together. we may never be clasping hands again but we knew, we've clasped our hearts together. and deep inside, i know, even when i've gone out of your sight, you still miss and can't forget me right? it's okay. i'll keep it as our darkest secret. i promise. :)

*flawed but comel kan? :P*

 *P/S: guwa takde mood sangat sebenarnya. sumpah teringat somebody. Ya Rabbi, sampai bila laa guwa nak ingatkan mamat tu. heartaches taw? adohai. dala badan lebam lebam coz guwa jatuh tergolek dalam jamban semalam. dengan hati sekali da lebam lebam ni. demm. -,-