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Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Explaining
Sorry for the very emo and cryptic posts lately guys.

I'm having a very rough patch and I'll liken it to walking underwater, trying my best to keep my head above the surface. In the past whenever I had a nervous breakdown I just slept and ate and slept but now, I still have to function about my daily life, do chores, homework, and go to college, without any family to support me and always having to use all my energy to keep up cheerfulness and so on in class. I don't want to burst into tears in college or anything.

I've lost my phone and Mum actually wants to dip into her savings for her cataract surgery just to buy me a new one cause she can't stand to see me so sad. I asked my parents to settle their mortgage, credit card and loans things first and I'll settle this myself as it is my own fault, but they insisted on helping me because they care about me. I've been very touched, I seriously thought they would be so angry at me that they wouldn't talk to me for days.

At times, no matter how hard i try, even on tiptoes, my head fails to break the surface and I can feel myself drowning in the metaphorical waters. I hope one day, either by myself or with help, I'll be able to pull myself out onto dry ground. Will someone pull me up? Because I can't keep treading water and gulping only occasional gasps of air. I want to WALK again.

It feels like I have cancer or something but can i ask all you guys to keep me in your prayers? =) 

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Monday, February 27, 2012
A Rainy Day Poem
One moment one day

When all seems okay

The next thing you know.

Everything is upside down.

 

Pain from the past.

Thought it'd gone away.

But it always lasts

Everything has turned gray.

 

Happiness once so real and strong,

So much that I thought

"I don't deserve all this joy."

I guess I was wrong.

 

Nothing in this world ever lasts

Nothing is ever certain

From beautiful sunsets to the whispers of comfort

To the endless pain.

 

I still remember a time

When the sun still shone

But now the skies are overcast.

All the good is gone.

 

I'm wiser now, and more weary.

I know not to live in the past.

But how do I stop the dreams

That haunt me in my sleep.

Memories come and go, fast

Like the wind.

 

All i ever wanted was to

Be something to someone.

But now I know..

All i want in life

Is to be happy no matter what.

When will that day come?

 

 

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Sunday, February 26, 2012
I Don't Want To Live Here Anymore
Mummy called and she says she’s so worried about me. She said she cried when she read my Facebook posts and she said she isn’t going to scold me for losing my phone. She knows how happy I was when I got it and now, she knows how sad I am.. She said she would never have scolded me cause she knows how sad I am and she hopes I will stay strong and not think about it.

She’s so different from the old mum i used to know who would scold me so badly for this happening. Oh god mum.. I never appreciated you till now. She said no matter how poor she is, she’ll buy me back the phone. She said Daddy is going to give me all the money he is getting from the old age fund and giving it to me to buy a phone. She said don’t tell the brother.

How much they must love me, to say all this. To think about buying me back my phone even when they are struggling with daily problems. To not scold me, instead they are comforting me. How selfish I am, to be so sad and desperate about something so trivial as a phone when my parents are working so hard and even now, they are willing to sacrifice for me because they know how down I am. Daddy even said he doesn’t want me to get any part time job here just to buy my phone again. How I have failed as a daughter, how I have disappointed them with all the things I’ve done. Clubbing, drinking, lying to them. I wish I could go back home and never have to set foot here again, I really do. I don’t ever want to come back here anymore.

I miss my family so much that it aches.. It does. I lost my boyfriend, my phone and my self-respect in a single month. Please don’t take anything else away from me.

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Saturday, February 25, 2012
To My Blackberry
I still remember the first day I got you. I remember your sturdy pink case. I remember all the OS tweaks and installations and customizations I've done to you.

I miss holding you and typing on you in bed with the lights off before I sleep. I miss your alarm everyday to wake me up. I miss scrolling on you through my Twitter updates. I miss updating my Twitter on you. Now it's gone. I am no longer connected to internet at all. No more stalking on Facebook updates or anything.

I miss BBM and texting and Whatsapp and checking in with Foursquare. I miss being able to call anyone or text at any time. Now I have no way to call anyone. Nothing to hold. Nothing to play with. No contacts to use.

Not only that, all my email accounts, synced on my BB, and my 572 songs and all my painfully installed apps and carefully edited pictures in my 8GB memory card. Now, it's all gone.

No more phone to play when I'm bored, or when I'm out. Nothing to read with my first cup of coffee. Worse of all, no more phone to call people when I'm really down and needing someone.

All my reminders and alarms. All my research and reading reviews about this phone.

I just want to die now. I miss you.

This month is seriously horrible. Just few hours ago, I still had a phone. FML

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Friday, February 24, 2012
Nothing Can Break My Spirit :)


"Home is where the heart is. That's why when I'm with you, I'm home."



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Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Thank you, Mummy
I called mummy and we talked. We hung up, with me reassuring her I was fine. Suddenly, I felt like I couldn't pretend anymore. I called her back and cried. I just needed my mummy. Mummy was so worried. She asked me to be brave, and remember all the things she'd taught me. About how everyone admired my courage, my will, my determination. She asked me to keep making her proud, and not let anyone see me cry, not let anyone see me weak, because I'm strong, and I'm all grown up now and she knows I can do it. She asked me to stop doing all this work, just take a break and watch some movies.. Just go out and eat till I'm full. She said she doesn't mind sending me more money cause she's so worried.

Mummy says she misses me a lot at night but she just doesn't dare say it. Mummy asks me to be strong and remember that they are all there supporting me at home. Everyone misses me and my laughter. She says she can't wait for me to go home. Everyone is so excited to see me again.

It's the first time I have cried to mummy. Every time, no matter what, i will tell her I am fine, I am strong, so she doesn't worry. But this time, I just need you.

I'm sorry mummy. I'm sorry if you're worried. I'm sorry if I haven't been strong enough and I've disappointed you all at home. I will do my best. I miss you all so much. I have never been this homesick. I want some of Dad's homecooked food, I want to fight with bro. I have been telling all of you how happy I am here all along.. But this time, I couldn't anymore. I know you are all here from me. I have been keeping everything from you too long. I need my family.

Mummy asks me to hide my tears, so no one sees them. She asks me not to think too much and be happy, and be brave, because I'm smart and beautiful and she's never been prouder to have a daughter like me. Thanks, mummy. Thanks for everything. I miss you all so much.. Please don't worry about me. I will try to be fine, to sleep more, to eat healthily and do everything calmly. I will try to finish everything on time.

Mummy says she can't sleep tonight because she knows how down I am. I'm sorry mummy. You should go to sleep. Sorry to make you worried. I'm a big girl now, and yet I'm still making you worried. Hearing you ask me if I was okay broke me.. I just couldn't keep it up anymore.

I really will try to toughen up. Thanks for all your advice. I am so sorry for failing to be strong like you have taught me. I wish I was a little girl again.

I love you all. I miss you so much.

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Feeling Like a Piece of Dog Shit
I just talked to a friend and cried. I told that friend about what we did, and now I feel horrible. He judged me. I could feel it. He told me "Virginity is such an important thing. I'm feeling really sorry for you now." I told him, "Please don't judge me. It wasn't a mistake or anything. I don't regret it, because i know in that moment, we really loved each other, we were ready. It wasn't a one-night stand or anything. I don't feel dirty or anything."

But he asked me, "If it is the right thing to do then why did you guys break up? Right now you say you don't regret it, but in the years to come? Do you think this won't affect your relationships to come?  I'm sad for you because you guys did that but you still broke up. Wouldn't doing it bring you two closer together? You gave him what is most important but did it matter? No. But instead it made him just lose interest. I'm really angry at you. You lost your virginity to some guy and you guys broke up. And you still dare say you don't regret it. Nvm la it's up to you."

I started crying at that point.. I asked him, why? Why must you judge me and treat me like some slut? What do you want me to do? Regret and kill myself? Obviously i didn't expect that we would break up. In every relationship, would you expect to breakup? But logically i never expected that I would only lose it after marriage. And we were two consenting adults not like it was some one night stand shit.

Tears are rolling down my face now.. Why did you make me think that he left me just because of that? You make me feel like I'm a worthless shit. I thought you were my friend? Why oh why? You want me regret every single thing? I don't. Do YOU regret ever kissing your ex, being with her? No right? Then? Why do me make me feel like that?? I don't get it.. So what do you want me to do? If I ask him to stay and hold him responsible for it.. What does that make me?

Maybe he regrets it, but I don't.. I treated it as a happy memory but now you are telling me that I'm worthless and he just used me for sex and I was stupid to think anything else. It's already so hard for me to let go because of what we did, but I always saw it as a special thing.. But now you make me think that it meant nothing except physical.. I can't take it.. I want to be strong, but life is against me..

My brain is melting down.. I want to die. Die. Now. Please.

 

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Monday, February 20, 2012
Sometimes you've just gotta learn that.. No matter how sorry you are or how willing you are to change in the future, you can't undo the damage caused in the past, and not everything can be fixed. Some things are broken beyond repair, and some are just left aside without being repaired, and gradually it crumbles too.

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Wednesday, February 15, 2012

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Even though it is all over, but I spent too much work on this to let it go to waste :) A Valentine's Day video I made for him.

A tribute to everything lost. 

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Happy Valentine's Day
He's angry at me. He said he's fucking annoyed at how weak I am. He shrugged and said I have to be strong, its life, if my mindset is so negative as in I think I can't move on, then he wishes me luck. He asks me to learn from my past experiences like he did. He even said," u really think u will love me for eternity? We can be friends k? Good friends." He said he has reached his limit and he is sorry. And his answer will never change, we will never be together again. That he told himself no more, he won't anymore, and whatever love he has left is dying out edy. But he still flirts with me and so on. I don't knw. He says he doesn't want to just stay cause of my body. He says he knows if we stay on he will hurt me eventually, and that when he really loves a girl, he won't leave her unless he has to.

He says my reaction after giving him his bj was so fucking disgusted and he feels worthless. I know I was wrong.. If I could do it again, I would do it differently.. Sighs.. He thinks I only gave him my virginity cos I was drunk.. But its not true..

I should give him time.. Hoping he might miss me and change his mind though I knw myself its unlikely.. I begged him to let me into his heart once more but he keep saying sorry no.. I'm at such a loss.. I want to leave him alone, hope he might miss me, but I'm scared if I do, I'll lose whatever fragile hold I still have on him.. Cos even those fake hugs and friendly touches I get right nw is better than nothingness..

You say you till care, then? Please don't tell me it's only as a friend.. Please don't tell me that.

I always thought you were different.. I thought you were a man who wouldn't just leave a girl because "I don't love you anymore" but you would stay on and try. But now? You tell me you are strong. You seem so fine, you seem like we never happened, like we never met, never fell in love, you seem like you don't miss me or think about me anymore, and I guess you don't.. I'm only a friend to you, close friends even..

To be honest, even now I just crave those moments with you.. Those moments when you hold me or poke my boob and laugh or smear saliva all over me even though I know it's all in the name of "friendship" Those moments when I just bask in your touch even when I know when I reach home we'll be strangers again, the moment we leave the room we'd be just two strangers.

I think you might have love confused with burning passion. Things cool off after awhile, they almost always do. Love switches over from these gut level feelings to admiration, respect, and companionship. It is about building something. A good couple will figure out how to get those gut level feelings back from time to time. Keep the relationship from getting stale. But you aren't willing to try anymore.

Just got off the phone with mum... Told her in as few words as I can.. Even then I had to hold the tears back and pretend to sound fine.. She knew better than to ask if I was fine as I said "we're friends, don't worry k!" and she said tonight, go out and have a nice dinner k? and buy a little something for yourself to make yourself happy k? And I said thanks mum, and when I hung up, it felt like a piece of me had literally torn off..

He asked me to be strong. Asked me to promise to be fine. Asked me to be stronger and learn from my experience. I guess people change, things change. I won't move on for now, because it's too soon. I will still love you, because I don't know how to stop. If you want to be friends, I will try my best to be one.. Try and be happy for you even when you're no more in my life.

I promise to stop calling you, stop running to you, stop hoping..

Even though till today, I still wish that you'll show up with a bouquet, telling me how sorry you are and how much you love me and Will I Be Your Valentine? Though I know those are just fantasies.. But I never imagined my Valentine's Day would turn out like this..

Alone.

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Sunday, February 12, 2012
Something Interesting
When your heart is broken it is the saddest thing in the world. All your energy leaves you and everything in your life seems to lose all meaning. You gave your heart and soul to this love, and now it is no more. How can your heart ever be whole again? There is a very deep thought attributed the Mystical Rabbi of Kotzk, "there is nothing as whole as a broken heart".

Source: Heartbreak Poems - Poems about Heartbreak http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/sad_love/heartbreak-poems.asp#ixzz1m4J4LfNt

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Saturday, February 11, 2012
Life's irony
You never think you can move on, but then again you thought it’d last forever.



 When the pain of holding on is more than the pain of letting go, it is time to let go.

Because honestly, what can I do? I know. I know if I don’t text you, you won’t text me. I know you won’t miss me, I know you don’t love me anymore. You said so yourself. You’re only still entertaining me because you feel guilty, responsible, and you still care but only as a friend and no longer in a romantic way. Since he doesn’t love me anymore, what can I do? Since he is not willing to hold on, what can I do?

I have to face he’s happier without me. I have to move on, or at least pretend to, because he has. I promised myself today I would not shed a tear for him, but already I have failed that promise. Again and again, I have to hear these words. “I don’t love you anymore”. “I have passed my limit.” “I can’t feel it anymore.”

The reason I can still eat and the agony hasn’t set in is either because a) I’m stronger now b) we’re still civil to each other or c) I never really loved him either. Maybe he’s right, we’re not the right one for each other. I can feel it too. And no matter what I promise, can I change? Can I really fix myself? I’ve never been given the chance too. He didn’t, and now you won’t. No one is ever willing to give me that chance. I’ll never be able to learn how to change, because again and again, the chance is wrested away from me. Maybe I’m relieved it’s over. And he can be happy. Maybe I’m meant to be alone. I know what I did was wrong: forced him to stay with me. Maybe we can be friends in the future. But I have to let him go because it’s not right to force him like this.

I’ve always basked in the fact that I know no matter what, he loves me. I knew that, or at least I thought, he’d always love me more than I loved him. How wrong I was. Time after time, I find that I’ve been living a lie all along. In fact, he never really cared. It was only, a fling. A fling dragged into a relationship, past its expiry date. Or is it because I finally gave you everything, and THEN you lost the interest? That possibility is too painful to consider.

In the end, everything is a lie. The love I thought we had turns out to be nothing. Turned into ashes again. Wondering if I’ll ever matter to anyone. Even now, I clutch on to false hopes, a text with a smiley leads me to wildly speculate that it will all be okay, if he replies I feel hope fluttering in my chest. Maybe Adrian was kinder to just tell me he hates me and deleted me. Even now I feel like I’m clutching to hope, uncertain, but hopeful. Playing more games with my own head, when it’s so clear, and even he has confessed and laid it out to me that he feels nothing. I don’t want to force him to love me.  He deserves to be happy. Maybe I’m too broken. Maybe I’m too gullible. Maybe I was desperate. But I shouldn’t trust myself now. I need to talk to someone.. but who will understand? No one. Once again, I am alone.

A brief moment when I felt appreciated. And now, it’s gone again, replaced by this loneliness, this hole in my heart that is even bigger than it was. Again, and again, till maybe finally I won’t have any heart left to make holes in.

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Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Lonely.
The title says it all.

Just got back from Genting. Will blog about it in the future.

 



Miss my family.

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Friday, February 3, 2012
One Thing About Me
I've always been materialistic and hard to please. It's just a character flaw I have. If i pretend otherwise, I'd just resent a person.

Take gifts for example. Whenever I'm looking for a gift for boyfriend or so on, most commonly I get advice like "Anything will do, as long as it's from you he'll love it!" I think that's bullshit frankly, because if I was the boyfriend I'd still be helluva disappointed if it is something crappy. "Happy as long as it's from you"? Does that even exist in this world?

If I were a guy, I'd probably expect freshly baked cookies or so on from a girlfriend LOL.

Back a long time ago I had a friend who told me about his break up. Apparently, his girlfriend's ex before him always showered her with presents. But my friend, being inexperienced, only gave her a homemade card for her birthday. She was never pleased and it led to their breakup. At the time, I was all "OMG how can she do that? A card is so sweet already etc etc."

Like when my ex didn't give me a birthday present. I felt like DARN FUCKING ANGRY LOL.

Now when I look back, I think if I was my friend's girlfriend. Would I be content with just a card? No. I wouldn't.

I guess the difference between girls who would be happy to receive a card for her birthday in comparison with jewelry, etc, is that those girls would willingly marry a poor man for love and girls like me wouldn't.

Maybe a period in the beginning, full of love, would fool me into thinking love is enough for living. But I think it wouldn't last long.

Hope I'll marry a rich man!

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