happy, sad, excitement, and loneliness.
I am so full of them.
people can’t tell me how or what I should feel.
but they do affect how I feel.
I feel happy because I have good friends who keep me accompanied when I needed them most.
I feel fun when she calls me a faggot and and we can laugh loudly about it.
I feel glad because I can sit and chat over a cup of frappuccino with you for hours and hours.
I feel contended because of who I am and who I’ve become.
all this positive feeling is impossible if,
I have not felt melancholy, sadness, and sorrows…
people say I am full of expressions.
yes, I am…
but why can’t I tell what I am feeling now?
written on 4th June 2009, time 1120 at Starbucks JJ Wangsa Maju.