The Weekend

Last weekend my Facebook buddy came down from Dubai and we met in KLCC with my close friend Putri and my sister. We were at Dome cafe from 4pm to 8.45pm chatting and talking about everything.

I was rather quiet while the most talkative ones were of course Putri and my sister. Putri being who she really is was direct about few topics that to me were abit personal. My sister talked about her relationship of course and I was being a listener and laughed at some silly remarks that made about me. I was surprised that my sister could tell 95% of my choise of men! and one stage I was rather embarrased because she kept talking on and on and she was like describing my good friend from Dubai. It was hillarious and we all laughed about it.

We adjourned to Rum Jungle to watch Sky High performed. I always wanted to go to Rum Jungle to listen to Sha-sha, my ex's friend singing and she didn't fail me that night.

I had a good evening with 3 of them and it was like ages I haven't been to KL but it was a worth journey because H, my Iranian friend is cool and the chats were had were fun. We took pictures of course and there were times when H hugged me I had goosebumps and butterflies in my stomach. haha. Maybe because I haven't been hugged that way for a while.

I felt good because I managed to allow that to happen and it means I'm moving on and opening my heart to all possibilities which is good for me rather then feeling sorry about myself.

We had nice lunch the next day and H told me that when I stop questioning about why this and that, that would be the day I am fully recover from the heartbreak. H was right. I don't question that much lately. I'm letting go bit by bit and I feel less heavy in my head. I still carry the memories which I hope can be erased forever soon.

My energy level is ok...and trying to think positive and learn to love myself more which it helps a lot.

I surrender and I'm ok with it. :)